So, here I am..

ahem..collar pull, little breathless and a whole lot of pressure.

why?

it feels like i am a virgin trying to fit in a group of really popular 'co eds' which, is unfamiliar territory for me. fitting in has never been a priority to me. actually, i have secretly revelled in disturbing the normal norm many times.

so i am a bit confused why my brain wants to make sure my heart does not take over and spew some incongruent detail.

let me start by introducing myself and tell you things my profile does not allow space for.

i am an artist, a wife, a mother, a daughter, a sister and a friend. strangely, though i detest constants, these positions in my life are ones that i refuse to let go of ever.

but my posts are mainly going to focus on my art else you would have to provide the chaise and i doubt anyone has that patience unless they are paid for it.

art, so far, would seem has been the foundation for anything i have done. i recognise it in any form, any shape, any nuance. i believe everyone appreciates and hence, has art.

every sketch or painting has a layer of me that i want to peel. the one above seems very typical of how i felt about my skill for a long time. but i promise i have opened up and there are a lot more colors that you will see. but lets start from the beginning......