Tuesday, 31 March 2015

LUST LIST: Tea time tales


Hatter: Well, I'd hardly finished the first verse when the Queen jumped
 up and bawled out- "He's murdering the time! Off with his head!"
 Alice: How dreadfully savage!
 Hatter: And ever since that he won't do a thing I ask! It's always six o'clock now.
 Alice: Is that the reason so many tea-things are put out here?
 Hatter: Yes, that's it, it's always tea-time,and we've no time to wash the
things between whiles.
In my home town, Coorg, tea times are something of a ritual. In every household people actually take the trouble to bring out their tea service, put milk,sugar and tea in their respective containers and cover the tea pot with a tea cozy.Usually an assortment of snacks are served with tea along with matching embroidered or lace napkins. This ritual is flawlessly executed by the lady of the house,every morning and evening, in most Coorg homes.Yes! You've guessed it! Vintage teacups are what I am currently lusting after. Take a look at these vintage beauties and tell me what you think!

These quaint traditions and dainty roses on vintage tea cups or fabric always remind me of my grandmother- her handkerchiefs with tiny roses embroidered or printed on them, pristine white starched sarees, the smell of perfume and naphthalene balls wafting out of her silk lined valise, her collection of vintage brooches. She was always so elegant, well put together and wouldn't dream of stepping out without perfume or a hand kerchief. 

These tea cups also make me nostalgic for the stories she told us about growing up during the 'raj', the English ladies she was friends with and the horse drawn carriages they traveled in before cars came to India. When I was little I listened to her with part wonder and part incredulity as though she was narrating a fairy tale. 

Apart from telling stories the other thing she was perpetually doing was visit family and friends over lunch or tea. So today as I write this, I hope she is clutching her rose printed hand kerchief, matching brooch firmly in place and having tea with her near and dear ones, in a wonderland of her own where its always tea time. 

Read more about Coorg here

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Saturday, 28 March 2015

Artists' corner: AJ Fosik

When I first stumbled upon AJ Fosik’s work I was completely enthralled by his skillfully crafted colorful creations. The more I looked at these pieces, the more I wanted to have one for myself. While it might be sometime before I am able to afford them, I am not going to waste anymore time swooning and moping around these masterpieces all by myself. So, ladies and gentlemen, without further ado I would like to present AJ Fosik and his mesmerizing masks……..

         
Fosik’s wall pieces and sculptures are carefully crafted from hundreds of pieces of wood that he cuts and paints individually by hand.  Totems and fetishes, as well as the “random, chaotic and arbitrary nature of existence,” fascinate Fosik.  


I am always captivated and intrigued beyond measure when I come across art that is not only visually appealing but also makes a strong statement without being pretentious. AJ Fosik and his masks did exactly that and left me speechless. While I find my own words to describe this talented artist and his art I will borrow a few words from Lainya Magana of ​​Hi-Fructose Magazine who has so articulately explained AJ Fosik and his work……

”Fosik 's feral creations take the shape of fantastic beings that communicate a subversive,  ​anti-religious commentary through the depiction of hyperbolized fictional gods. Nameless,  ​assigned no specific meanings or powers, beholden to no formal faith (real or contrived) Fosik’s idols are not meant to contribute to some grand theological narrative of the artist’s design. They are masterfully made beautiful objects that examine the nature of spiritual iconography through an absence of religious discourse. In this way, Fosik points to the power and scope of man’s innate creativity devoid of divine inspiration.” 

   
While I recover from the spell these masks have cast on me, you go feast on these beauties for a while and let me know if they leave you spellbound as well.

   

Wednesday, 25 March 2015

Mid week mood #1: Somber pastels

I am in the mood for some pastel hues,
To balance out everything else that I do,
So why don’t you peek into these rooms
And let me know if they make you drool.

I might be a novice at poetry but I do know how to put together (if I say so myself) some mid-week moods to keep you inspired for the rest of the week. So here you go-some drool-worthy spaces that will leave you wanting more.

             
Images from herehere and here
Are’nt you glad for the respite after the past few weeks of bright, brilliant hues and random philosophical musings? Do write in and tell me what you think.

Saturday, 21 March 2015

Scattered windows, Connected doors

I have always loved photographing interesting windows and doorways. When I walk or drive past homes with unusual doors or windows, I imagine what these homes look and feel like from the inside- the kind of furniture I might find in them, the color of the walls, the books that line their shelves, the texture of the rugs and the food smells that permeate the curtains. I often catch myself wondering about the people who live in these homes as well-their aesthetic sense, their profession, books and movies they love, their lives. This kind of day dreaming gives a whole new meaning to long drives and road trips.

Today, I have unearthed (or should I say opened?) some such doors and windows that fuel my imagination and feed my day dreams. So make yourself a cup of tea/coffee, sit back, take a look at these pictures and let me know if they have a similar effect on you.
                 
 Sometime back I finally  managed to catch the screening of Scattered windows, Connected doors. Its a documentary made by two film makers from Bangalore. The film captures the lives of 8 urban Indian women-their dreams, desires, failures, love, loss and what it means to be a woman. Its based on the premise that although as women we are all seemingly different, there is a single thread that connects us all to each other-the instinct for survival.

Sometimes, on long drives back from work I find myself staring out of the window and wondering if other women feel the same way as I do about issues related to their career, family, children, etc. This film validates most of these thoughts and feelings. So all you fabulous women out there, wistfully gazing out of your pretty little windows, thinking similar thoughts-know that we are all connected to each other through beautiful doorways that are always open, in case you need to reach out for help, a chat over 'chai' or just a warm hug. This post is dedicated to all of you who are not alone, yet feel lonely.
Images from herehere and here

Friday, 6 March 2015

Holi hai!

I have always loved spaces that use a multiude of colors and have a bohemian vibe. In my twenties I would use a lot of color to do up any space. However, with age my décor sensibility has slowly evolved into a more understated style. Having said that, using bright colors in my décor is still something I indulge in but with a little more restraint. 

This post is another example of my indulgence. As our country gears up to celebrate the festival of colors, I am playing with colors virtually. Take a look at these colorful, vibrant homes I have been peeping into. 
A girl's never too old for hot pink! 

Absolutely love that these two spaces look similar yet so different from each other.

Love the colors used in these two spaces.

You'll catch me beaming with pride every time I stumble upon spaces like these that unintentionally use indian elements (notice the lotus on the table and the peacock on the rug?).

Don't you just love this chair........ and the table setting? Would you ever want to eat out if your home looked like this!

Iam envious of how these nooks effortlessly scream for attention! Simple yet bold.
  Images from here and here

Don't you just love these gorgeous, color happy spaces? As for me these rooms shout out the arrival of spring-my favorite season. So, while I hear people squealing with fright/joy and exclamations of  'Holi hai' I can't help but wonder- are we ever too old to indulge in a little bit of mindless fun? No matter how old or how evolved we are, fooling around with colors/paints once in a while could'nt hurt.

Holi (pronunciation: /ˈhl/Sanskritहोली Holī) is a spring festival celebrated in India and is also known as the festival of colours or the festival of love. Read more about Holi here.