Showing posts with label nostalgia. Show all posts
Showing posts with label nostalgia. Show all posts

Tuesday, April 26, 2011

When Paint was the Photoshop

Part 3/3
of the "decade old stuff'
So since I had a lot of time and no awareness of the existence of "softwares made for drawing", I used to sometimes make stuff on MS Paint... ya with all the colours and transparency type effects done manually. Phew! Was good fun though...



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It was the time when I thought "Banarasi" is a kind of embroidery and the only Indian motif is the Paisley.. etc etc... hehe... These are the "not so bad ones" and that ends my 3-Part reminiscing about old stuff.
Should focus on learning watercolours now :)

Thursday, April 21, 2011

PowerPoint Misuse







In the series of "decade-old" stuff.....
So back in 2000-2001 I used to totally trip on PowerPoint... Since we had a new computer and I had too much time.. And what better way to give an outlet to your imagination than clean lines and fun patterns that are totally easy... PowerPoint, you are great, but I am officially a designer now, so I'm trying to make friends with Illustrator :P But nothing beats your awesomeness!

Sunday, April 17, 2011

Reminiscing...

My first "brush" with MS Paint back in 2000...





I had made these photo frame thingies with little themes.. Seems funny now, but 11 years back I totally used to trip on Paint. Will post more "decade-old" stuff soon. :P

Wednesday, February 24, 2010

Ink-pen cleaning day and open memories

Ready for a bath

What did the Mad Hatter dr-ink?

This is what I learnt writing with.. the nib-pen. Still love writing with it.. dipping it into the ink bottle after every few words, getting the fingers dirty.. and the smell of ink... :)

...good old Chelpark.. :)

Some stuff from my childhood memories... the box of stationeries, the dymo label tape, my favourite clutch pencil... oh and ya, I want a vintage Beetle in that exact pink!

Wednesday, August 05, 2009

Another Closure?

Closure is a strange feeling. Sometimes it takes a while to sink in... and sometimes we are just pushed into it. I had to empty my locker today; I would have kept it for another couple of years if given a choice. It was quite weird to have the mixed up memories of the past 3 years all tumbling down from that cupboard at the same time.


Bags full of fabric, rusted scissors, boxes with neatly arranged threads, buttons, needles and chalk, patterns and muslins, and quite a few surprises...



Surprises from the locker

My favourite black sweater for KMC and Audi (so that's where it has been!!)
At least ten empty or half empty polythene bags
My first assignment at NID (he he my drawing still sucks!)

Sketchbooks from "Fashion Sketching" - Enough one side used paper to last me a year
A page from the DCC assignment on sustainability
Muslin fits of some clothes - (Yeah!!! Some more clothes to wear :) )

Bobbin Elastic (I think that was from Term Garment in the second semester)
Old glossy Magazines (bought from Fernandez Bridge, for mood boards?)
An old, dried, yellow rose (where did I get that from??)

An old telephone that I used in my Diploma shoot
A jumble of wires, a jumble of thick yarn and a jumble of paper strips
An old bottle of deodorant from the first semester (smells pretty much the same still... smells just like First Semester... sigh!)

Tuesday, March 24, 2009

Summer memories


Memories... imagined... nostalgia...

How much of it was real?
The days of Tom Sawyer and Huckleberry Finn
of welcome sunshine
and imaginary white fences
Summer holidays..
Sitting in the sunlight
from the narrow study room window
staring at rainbows from prisms
staring at the ceiling
reflection of water, moving...
Soap bubbles from empty thread reels
Scraping ice from the freezer... frozen hands..
Flipping through comics again and again
looking at pictures; never reading the bubbles;
got thought bubbles of my own
Afternoon naps..
the ticking sound of the ceiling fan
and sunlight swaying from between the curtains
Matchboxes, bottle caps, collecting every kind of junk
for that doll house...
The smell of new books, fresh plastic cover, stickers...
Hose pipe showers, mud fights
Synthetic orange juice
Coming home at dusk

Dreams... thoughts of what we would be like
when we grew up...

Wednesday, February 11, 2009

Learning to draw





Trying out illustrations from old editions of the children's magazine - Misha. Original illustrations by Igor Deilnikov.