I went through a painting phase earlier this year, and an enjoyable element of this hobby for me is the messing around with paints. There is a certain unadulterated joy that comes from mixing one color with another, squishing it around on the palette, and observe them marble and change.

Not to mention it’s a great exercise in color theory, and produces some interesting color stories. A few of my favourite below –

#This reminds me of our trip to Oman last year- my husband and I, our parents, my sister and my 92 year old granddad-in-law. One particularly beautiful evening was spent going on a desert safari, climbing sand dunes and watching the sunset give way to inky skies bursting with a thousand stars.

#The greens and vermilion of this story takes me back to summers in India, where the fruit seller would station his hand-cart in front of the school gates promptly in time for the afternoon bell, and hand out raw mango slices sprinkled with chilli and salt for the asking rate of rs 2. They were delicious!

#I’m currently (re)reading Shogun, by James Clavell, and it’s a book that I’ve picked up many times over the years since I first read it in 9th grade. I love, especially, the introduction and gradual familiarization of 16th century Japanese culture to the reader. It’s a long book, but  quick read. The colors below are an ode to the storm that maroons the English protagonist on the islands, and if I were to ever design a collection around it – it would probably be western silhouettes with Japanese details.

                                                        TEMPEST

#The title of this last one is self explanatory. Keep calm and happy on.