Head : Greeva Bheda, the Science of head movements.

Getting back to our upward trajectory of exploring the dancers body, we left off at Hands – the Power of Two, and now we are back with the Head as part of the 45 Days of Dance Stories blogging project. As a classical dancer, especially a Bharatnatyam Dancer, when I think of the head and its uses, I immediately think of Greeva Bheda or Sheero Bheda. … Continue reading Head : Greeva Bheda, the Science of head movements.

Incense by Ruth St. Denis

Over the next few days I want to celebrate the work and talent that was Ruth St. Denis, as part of the 45 Days of Dance Stories. Ruth St. Denis was not only applauded for her progressive choreography and the legacy of work she has left dancers world over, but for me it was her unique talent and insight that enabled her to bridge classical … Continue reading Incense by Ruth St. Denis

Dance Movie Love

The 80s gave us a lot of cool things – disco, Robert Mapplethorpe, the computer, the internet, neon colours Wham and Boy George to name a few. As I was busy learning my ABCs and getting into grade one towards the end of the 80s I became those 90s kids who were totally and irrevocably influenced and shaped by the “totally bitchin” dance movies of … Continue reading Dance Movie Love

The Waste Land by T.S. Elliot

One of my many favourite lines from this part philosophical, part prophecy, part exploration of cultures, religions and “then” contemporary society has to be “We think of the key, each in his prison thinking of the key, each confirms a prison.” As the poem meanders like a giant pregnant river, the knowledge explored and encased in its five sections : I. The Burial of the … Continue reading The Waste Land by T.S. Elliot

Gitanjali – A collection of poems by Ravindranath Tagore.

My middle school principal would read from this every morning during assembly and for me the poem I connected with the most was and is: “Where the mind is without fear” Here is the poem: Where the mind is without fear and the head is held high Where knowledge is free Where the world has not been broken up into fragments By narrow domestic walls Where … Continue reading Gitanjali – A collection of poems by Ravindranath Tagore.

Rime Of The Ancient Mariner

The Rime of the Ancient Mariner by Samuel Taylor Coleridge is a poem I often revisit. The characters are never fully unravelled to my mind, which lends this poem a sense of being an unfinished story. Why? Most importantly for me,  as it begins with the end, and as a reader I am always struck in wonder by the depth, detail and sense of loss within the tale! Here is … Continue reading Rime Of The Ancient Mariner

The Raven by Edgar Allen Poe

The Raven by Edgar Allen Poe was the first poem I memorised by heart. I was 11 years old and found a well worn and loved copy on my Grandfathers Desk. The golden embossed copy had me spell bound and I would curl up and read and reread this poem, fascinated by the swells and swirls, and most importantly the powerful imagery it created. The Raven continues … Continue reading The Raven by Edgar Allen Poe

The Photographic Image as Found-Object

The 1960’s sees artists such as Rauscheneberg and Warhol react against the Greenbergian philosophy of “form must follow function” where the medium/material used by the artist must dictate the artwork created. They dismiss this notion and begin drawing inspiration from Duchamp and Surrealism. They are not alone in this breaking from “prescribed media for prescribed creations” within art philosophy. Across the Atlantic in the 60s … Continue reading The Photographic Image as Found-Object

The Art Market and The New Normal

As I was preparing myself to board my flight for Hong Kong, I realised that these last few days have been a time of instruction and revision. Instruction for the self on time-management and revision through experience when that time is not managed well. This often repeated understanding of lost-time and lost-opportunity never coming back, had my mind wandering into all areas – deliberate and … Continue reading The Art Market and The New Normal

Trucks and Paint

As all of Delhi awaited in the oppressive heat for an ever-elusive cloud-burst this summer, I found myself chomping on a protein bar pondering the artists who decorate trucks, roadside carts and dhabas. What got my mental wheels spinning was an article that I found in my inbox, forwarded by a kindred soul. This led to my mind rebooting the bright colours, the festive lettering … Continue reading Trucks and Paint