Wednesday, 30 April 2014

My First Canvas

Hello Friends,

How are you all doing Today ? I hope you are good. So I guess what I was trying to tell you all yesterday was that I have created this blog to share my work and my experience with all of you. So here it is, let me know what you think about it...

This is the First Canvas painting I ever made, and I can never forget it. It is one of my pride moments of work. I did this one after my High School Exams were over. I had 2 months of vacation so I joined this art class and my Guruji asked me what I'd like to make first. Whenever I saw any movie with some artist in it, they were always painting these huge canvases, and  I always wanted to be like one, so I told him I'd like to paint a canvas. He said fine, I was very happy :) So next day he gave me a list with a bunch of stuff on it to get, you know, oil and colors and paints,.. and all that. So I got everything, then he gave me a canvas and this picture and asked me to draw it first, I was so happy I couldn't wait, but little did I know then, once you make an error on a canvas, it does't erase with a eraser, the gets light but it doesn't go away. And I made so many mistakes, in fact at one point he had to coat it with a layer of pop and ask me to start over. I spent the entire 2 months trying to make this painting, I got scolded so many times, and finally this is what I achieved, I know it is not as good as the original painting must have been, but I am still very proud of this painting, and out of all the canvases I have made ever since this one still remains my favorite.

Tuesday, 29 April 2014

Why I created this Blog

Hello Friends,

My name is Kanika and I am a B.Tech graduate in Computer Sciences with a passion for Art and Design. I created this blog today as a way of exploring myself, finding out what I really want from life, from my career, I have always been a little bit partial towards the artist in me. From the very first day I held up a pencil and drew my first sketch.
I sill remember that day, I was in 3rd standard I think, I was home sick and really bored, so I kept calling my mom again and again at her office. I feel really bad for disturbing her like that now but I din't realize it then, and it was a good thing that I din't, because after a few calls my mother gave me an idea to surprise her by making something special for her. She just said that because she wanted to get me busy at that time so I wouldn't call her over and over again but it turned out to be an amazing discovery for me.
I din't know what to make or how to surprise her, first I thought of cooking something for her, but I couldn't get the sag to light, so after a while I gave up on it, then I thought of giving her flowers, so I ran outside and gathered the prettiest flowers I could find, but flowers alone did not seem enough. So I thought a little more and decided to make a card for her as well. But the question was, what should I make on that card, their were not very many things I knew how to draw, so picked up my art book and started going through its pages and their was a sketch of a teddy bear, it looked really pretty so I decided I will make that, I sat their for hours trying to perfect my little masterpiece, and it turned out pretty good too. It must have, for I don't remember that drawing as much as I remember the look on my mother's face. She was absolutely amazed, and not just by the fact that I did this for her but more by the fact that I made that sketch.
She kept asking me over and over again if I made it myself, did I take someone's help, who helped me, someone must have helped me, how could I make such a good drawing all by myself and no matter what I said, I don't thin she believed me.

I wish I had that sketch so I could have posted it here, but that was the first time my mother was so amazed by me, and I loved that feeling, after that I really liked drawing and painting and I have been doing it ever since.
Though every now and then I have to keep my hobby aside to focus on my studies or career but it has always been a silent part of me that has always been their.

So why can't I make a career out of something I love doing ???