tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10159832016330353862023-11-16T02:49:50.754-08:00Sketch Diary Anitha Jayarajhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15375779026377106357noreply@blogger.comBlogger32125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1015983201633035386.post-24983580236516510442021-03-30T02:40:00.001-07:002021-03-30T02:40:34.397-07:00White lotus - watercolor on paper. Updating my blog after so many years. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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A very humble attempt to recreate an original "Kutchi Girl" by the great artist Jaya Rastogi Wheaton of Jaipur. This beautifully painted kutch girl appeared on a Reader's Digest magazine years ago, maybe around 15 years or so and since then I had it with me to paint it some day when I learn to paint using proper technique. After so many years of waiting I dared to attempt 3 years ago. Still, I could not capture the beautiful subtle emotion on the little girls's face. </div>
Anitha Jayarajhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15375779026377106357noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1015983201633035386.post-49908324097112895872016-03-28T22:10:00.001-07:002016-03-28T22:10:50.548-07:00Meadow<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Oil on canvas 11" x 15" frame. I have reproduced this painting from a greeting card which I have in my "to-be-painted" folder(not a computer folder). :). </div>
Anitha Jayarajhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15375779026377106357noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1015983201633035386.post-56591115869936242162016-03-09T01:47:00.000-08:002016-03-09T01:49:56.297-08:00Narcissus<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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A bunch of narcissus or daffodils. Acrylic on paper, trying to get a watercolor look, now framed and adorning my parents' sitting room :). I think it was made in 2011. </div>
Anitha Jayarajhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15375779026377106357noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1015983201633035386.post-3245321403050004922016-03-09T01:40:00.001-08:002016-03-09T01:40:37.565-08:00Kathakali<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Acrylic on canvas 12in.x17in decorated with acrylic kundan beads. This is an original painting by me. </div>
Anitha Jayarajhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15375779026377106357noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1015983201633035386.post-30289648114611093442015-03-11T05:43:00.000-07:002021-03-30T03:17:14.276-07:00Black and green grapes 🍇🍇<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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A painting using coffee powder. yes I have cheated, i have used acrylic metallic for the black color. this is made on canvas.</div>
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Oil pastel on canvas. Back after a long long time. </div>
Anitha Jayarajhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15375779026377106357noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1015983201633035386.post-64550298770169447282011-07-18T23:23:00.000-07:002011-07-18T23:31:12.706-07:00Serenity<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjexQhkbD7x4XwKhX5lZDm-ebFN1bXEL3G0QCWXGRlCkM0CuZr3473U-Jj2i4skWoPjhoLEgMcQkivnQHJErynTmX-CN3OOE6IFMh524nHUxAjF9Rp22BtoBapPSaxQgkGBsRrSR20I_B4/s1600/scenery+on+oil.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630945226095213682" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjexQhkbD7x4XwKhX5lZDm-ebFN1bXEL3G0QCWXGRlCkM0CuZr3473U-Jj2i4skWoPjhoLEgMcQkivnQHJErynTmX-CN3OOE6IFMh524nHUxAjF9Rp22BtoBapPSaxQgkGBsRrSR20I_B4/s320/scenery+on+oil.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div>My second work with oil colors. This is a reproduced artwork of renowed artist W. Alexander. I hope I have done justice to the work. I thouroughly enjoyed doing this. It took around 8 hours to finish the painting. I completed this with the help of my art teacher. </div> Anitha Jayarajhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15375779026377106357noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1015983201633035386.post-875082892287986312011-05-22T23:01:00.000-07:002011-05-22T23:15:05.336-07:00Purple tulip<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7j7p-jnGFOotXaLaYfsnEn2C1_ANlwpLsQLXhYfTsHWnmQQwRLgo9ZM1C_8IMfMkLFG-JosixpBOjuWpa0u0tGAQ6jZYE2jkR7eVoEJsX4H14YL8JL8SA9z30v2TP0Sn_H_7m_5L4mPs/s1600/tulipoil.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609788986005776562" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7j7p-jnGFOotXaLaYfsnEn2C1_ANlwpLsQLXhYfTsHWnmQQwRLgo9ZM1C_8IMfMkLFG-JosixpBOjuWpa0u0tGAQ6jZYE2jkR7eVoEJsX4H14YL8JL8SA9z30v2TP0Sn_H_7m_5L4mPs/s320/tulipoil.JPG" /></a> This is my first attempt with oil colors. I had been attending painting classes for quite sometime now. The reason for enrolling into a art class was to find some time for myself but I learnt a lot here about painting, techniques and medium. Now, I feel like redoing my older paintings using the new techniques I have learnt. Anitha Jayarajhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15375779026377106357noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1015983201633035386.post-7928067141197322562009-12-31T01:51:00.000-08:002009-12-31T01:58:50.691-08:00Happy New Year<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgapMVCh7ti-oXHSpwMRn6O7w56EKbmiIxeLvNfAxxWE_7GnsC6h3NLybJ8MmWymW6RONUYuRnGFYfRkBeLyhPayEzO7_knR01-I5CkrSCWkiOi-mPKVJ3e5OqnwMrvqNT7Lz9nD_A5U4g/s1600-h/tulips.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421336473434345474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgapMVCh7ti-oXHSpwMRn6O7w56EKbmiIxeLvNfAxxWE_7GnsC6h3NLybJ8MmWymW6RONUYuRnGFYfRkBeLyhPayEzO7_knR01-I5CkrSCWkiOi-mPKVJ3e5OqnwMrvqNT7Lz9nD_A5U4g/s320/tulips.JPG" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:78%;">The tulips are painted using one-stroke technique on a black paper with fabric paint.<br /></span><div><strong><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Wishing everyone a Very Happy and Prosperous New Year.</span></strong></div><div> </div><div> </div><div><span style="font-size:78%;"></span> </div> Anitha Jayarajhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15375779026377106357noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1015983201633035386.post-32656139889537418622009-09-28T23:00:00.000-07:002009-09-28T23:18:51.439-07:00Holiday Sketching<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaJulJWrlqvq41fCLmzKTDKfOL0HjsgGa0egYpGVk2SoT4AFcBKiZo6fK9DQxiOYIbpjOjYncjuyBl5E43B1p-4Ex_cPyhGQsRs5UdLvRFiuBI6OimMPXlM67LFhgtJ1mJd_Gd5QgPW2A/s1600-h/rose1.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaJulJWrlqvq41fCLmzKTDKfOL0HjsgGa0egYpGVk2SoT4AFcBKiZo6fK9DQxiOYIbpjOjYncjuyBl5E43B1p-4Ex_cPyhGQsRs5UdLvRFiuBI6OimMPXlM67LFhgtJ1mJd_Gd5QgPW2A/s320/rose1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386766195642114498" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTr2AyltWyMKQn7c7W1vuodan-4MAzZanF9X0bps0cm7Iwfp8M9Rlz2CKwfC2CqjAqHlDqG2f6cvJ3EvhwF_lufDvHJunwztYgKc31jO4j_5gm3gZzvT2b9hj824t5UZQ9FdNzwQAzeeE/s1600-h/bridge.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTr2AyltWyMKQn7c7W1vuodan-4MAzZanF9X0bps0cm7Iwfp8M9Rlz2CKwfC2CqjAqHlDqG2f6cvJ3EvhwF_lufDvHJunwztYgKc31jO4j_5gm3gZzvT2b9hj824t5UZQ9FdNzwQAzeeE/s320/bridge.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386766050573381682" /></a><br /><br /><br />The short, which was supposed to be a winter plus Dussera holidays, has come to an end. I enjoyed it with my son. I am feeling really lonely today without having a little fight over what to do next, he always saying get something to eat, and me asking him to reduce the cartoon channel volume. We did a lot of outing too, only my son and me. We picked a packet of metallic color pencils and did some color pencil sketches with it, here they are. Anitha Jayarajhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15375779026377106357noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1015983201633035386.post-72736099827149359342009-09-05T22:58:00.000-07:002009-09-05T23:06:50.322-07:00Calm..<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGx04CfOlm98mEtYL0Gbdx_hyAQAS1T_-ZAJ3hsPKfLK9yotaYzeYSvFSObWSoZOAtr7NqAl76pUuqKbPSCc68B1Jw1anofeM2KI7l3-hc0lLAH1jVBGfCbx_7jk6JAUQykVMZ70QQUys/s1600-h/mindvision1.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGx04CfOlm98mEtYL0Gbdx_hyAQAS1T_-ZAJ3hsPKfLK9yotaYzeYSvFSObWSoZOAtr7NqAl76pUuqKbPSCc68B1Jw1anofeM2KI7l3-hc0lLAH1jVBGfCbx_7jk6JAUQykVMZ70QQUys/s320/mindvision1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378230461516309074" /></a><br /><br />There are many reasons for the birth of this painting. First I was prompted by <a href="http://deepashome.blogspot.com/">Deepa</a> to paint, then I was gifted with a fabulous set of colors by my good friend who always encourages me to paint (she is my school mate), and other thing is I am taking part in the event <a href="http://coloururimagination.blogspot.com/">Picture In Your Mind</a> which is hosted by Ikshaa. <br /><br />I started with a reference photograph. But it turned out to be something else. So I call it my original and picture from my mind. I apologize for disappearing for a long time. I always need a trigger to paint. The triggers can be a good set of paint, a good sketch paper, my mood, and some encouragement. And hence this painting and as always it is not what I expected. I could have done better.<br /><br />CALM – I was at peace while I finished this piece. Anitha Jayarajhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15375779026377106357noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1015983201633035386.post-54540882019443242302009-02-11T21:21:00.001-08:002009-02-11T21:26:12.501-08:00Snow<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnZhvcnFEQoT0TZE41mwzFpwxkLWBBez44lofcHGKsK0HRVzlEW_YXnu0JBDnpT5B6xUddRjzbnJfA89b3c2aXKqwoThB2MPNebCxrYzE_ar4sk91pJe2jXlsbFE9LmRqoN9sDjcdt5xs/s1600-h/snow.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnZhvcnFEQoT0TZE41mwzFpwxkLWBBez44lofcHGKsK0HRVzlEW_YXnu0JBDnpT5B6xUddRjzbnJfA89b3c2aXKqwoThB2MPNebCxrYzE_ar4sk91pJe2jXlsbFE9LmRqoN9sDjcdt5xs/s320/snow.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301777383566240050" border="0" /></a>This is a pencil sketch done with a reference photograph which appeared on a magazine. Anitha Jayarajhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15375779026377106357noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1015983201633035386.post-5324410311449028842009-02-05T22:06:00.000-08:002009-02-05T22:17:19.305-08:00Fun Sketching<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgctqEKNS7XvwZAIpam9xVVatGhjnJgRzvyaSaAdavrIFCp3xpjAkIShR1Tp5NkbzEVUpH6nga-dpt2xrgeA7oh9Cym3OQ-T9jr3PwLb7DYgB12cPpufdu3EcIZyY0chaRXL2bFHqqw8wU/s1600-h/jarofgoodies.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgctqEKNS7XvwZAIpam9xVVatGhjnJgRzvyaSaAdavrIFCp3xpjAkIShR1Tp5NkbzEVUpH6nga-dpt2xrgeA7oh9Cym3OQ-T9jr3PwLb7DYgB12cPpufdu3EcIZyY0chaRXL2bFHqqw8wU/s320/jarofgoodies.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299563819926157794" border="0" /></a>A jar of goodies. This is done with crayons by my son Sid. As I gave him company for his art work, I did some color pencil sketching which was fun. <br /><br />Here are my random sketching.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYjuUoL_3BOoaiZ1Jp3RaeQo1mXOP1sYgvrjAqBbKFiTiYSrPv75IVes6jcgp7izPrO4VEN7toqMAQK3gjtCTQ_xmtFML2jg1nCjSSWrjTER2Nc_iu48q-QcMmSq-Bf03DagwT1UYTV9Y/s1600-h/fish.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYjuUoL_3BOoaiZ1Jp3RaeQo1mXOP1sYgvrjAqBbKFiTiYSrPv75IVes6jcgp7izPrO4VEN7toqMAQK3gjtCTQ_xmtFML2jg1nCjSSWrjTER2Nc_iu48q-QcMmSq-Bf03DagwT1UYTV9Y/s320/fish.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299563370727653186" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZyrZW5wEIhpS1QWgWQQ_j-7luPoLbekx5CrZwMhhMFI4Zzpa28V15714H3TluGUgR4Mj8ehEfYFROEwLOR-Gr-5LRrspgpRJA_ncTURyNdLzC7mogboNGR56qqunr9KWcL1z4StdGQ_s/s1600-h/crysanthamum.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZyrZW5wEIhpS1QWgWQQ_j-7luPoLbekx5CrZwMhhMFI4Zzpa28V15714H3TluGUgR4Mj8ehEfYFROEwLOR-Gr-5LRrspgpRJA_ncTURyNdLzC7mogboNGR56qqunr9KWcL1z4StdGQ_s/s320/crysanthamum.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299563220818160034" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHKmNDX70-Ux8owzRWpMIomKtg5qZnZhXouelmkM57uwo0heTdB3J1dJDl0WD1Zi9oAg35_CKuLW-YzsOHd1Xxyb6NAcceuKLS9dZLNuMU0a_mb9ueLshPjArX5q4jfp2HT_hUIvtOukE/s1600-h/cosmos.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHKmNDX70-Ux8owzRWpMIomKtg5qZnZhXouelmkM57uwo0heTdB3J1dJDl0WD1Zi9oAg35_CKuLW-YzsOHd1Xxyb6NAcceuKLS9dZLNuMU0a_mb9ueLshPjArX5q4jfp2HT_hUIvtOukE/s320/cosmos.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299563101659749026" border="0" /></a> Anitha Jayarajhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15375779026377106357noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1015983201633035386.post-50679807895356358072008-12-02T19:45:00.001-08:002008-12-02T19:58:34.131-08:00Homebound<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9sFM0qBN5WTV07mIPehbJkJEb63o4_dkCNoplc2PUiLd1tl_xILsr8zFSivS9XUi0B8wsKebMvf2_0w_lVtp-CRFLOPMMUiNIXfPQGisZSaTrlF9q4XTDMQOuRsUNEp-ymR3aS-js5ks/s1600-h/motheranddaughter.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275405173130227698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9sFM0qBN5WTV07mIPehbJkJEb63o4_dkCNoplc2PUiLd1tl_xILsr8zFSivS9XUi0B8wsKebMvf2_0w_lVtp-CRFLOPMMUiNIXfPQGisZSaTrlF9q4XTDMQOuRsUNEp-ymR3aS-js5ks/s320/motheranddaughter.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br />This is a scene which I painted from my mind's eye. The inspiration is from a trip I made to Chitradurga recently. Chitradurga is beautiful place with lot of greenery around. I did not like the way I painted the tree. I did this around a month ago, and I took time to like it, that is why the delay to post it. And also I had been neglecting my blog off late and also I have not been going around the other blogs. I had been really busy with work. And of course the recent terror attack also has dampened the spirit a lot. Anitha Jayarajhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15375779026377106357noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1015983201633035386.post-58935211997283978912008-11-04T22:05:00.000-08:002008-11-04T22:09:31.526-08:00HorseWagon<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGj59qJSxGCTwc8Da90unCgEAEvQ6Clt6aGtfOLMzWxj_D8eAO9OtBuYco2IiEV1wVGmawz5Rikws0yxrXpi5fa_o-X8XRAjRrhouZ_b9v5S4Pmx6ldV9eA79UB6-HHPB58RFw_wyXOFU/s1600-h/horsewagon.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265051075469192386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGj59qJSxGCTwc8Da90unCgEAEvQ6Clt6aGtfOLMzWxj_D8eAO9OtBuYco2IiEV1wVGmawz5Rikws0yxrXpi5fa_o-X8XRAjRrhouZ_b9v5S4Pmx6ldV9eA79UB6-HHPB58RFw_wyXOFU/s320/horsewagon.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>This is a reproduced painting using color pencils.</div> Anitha Jayarajhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15375779026377106357noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1015983201633035386.post-42031479358962722722008-10-22T20:29:00.000-07:002008-10-22T20:46:40.643-07:00DUSK<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbHkA5H-5XoxzlME8k2mvALqHQdOUTmVCRonhzay6fYM9h3Uc3oTFL0lXGBC3VzAc-8AT3hjtHTyHlkMhSpKxnQQKlloFqiyQr1v4gQw6jU4HGywXzPmwgfYvetR8qHrjcGWYhyypULK4/s1600-h/duskscene.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260187587489397634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbHkA5H-5XoxzlME8k2mvALqHQdOUTmVCRonhzay6fYM9h3Uc3oTFL0lXGBC3VzAc-8AT3hjtHTyHlkMhSpKxnQQKlloFqiyQr1v4gQw6jU4HGywXzPmwgfYvetR8qHrjcGWYhyypULK4/s320/duskscene.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />This is a usual scene you can see when you travel through Kerala by train. I love to see the silhouette during the late evenings and very early in the morning, the flicker of the tiny lamps shining in the hutments and in the boats which is already set out for their work for the day or returning home in the evenings. This gives me immense happiness. Simply weaving stories how it would be to be living in those beautiful places which is melted so close into the nature.<br /><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">Don’t ask me what paper I have painted this and when.</span> Anitha Jayarajhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15375779026377106357noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1015983201633035386.post-83312348326217744712008-09-29T23:14:00.001-07:002008-09-29T23:20:02.090-07:00White Hibiscus<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfbGhyELeYILKgr9F6hjjPOoYFetS7JsrIvFqLebamip53q2OcjeoOykxSBuhmmXFWi8PQXkvl3enrexS3NPh7vzuH26G0uZFDzs6ZPD2AK8th7pheBx4ntxnKRa5vUKTxvOFhh1ye4M0/s1600-h/whitehibiscus.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251694122589285346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfbGhyELeYILKgr9F6hjjPOoYFetS7JsrIvFqLebamip53q2OcjeoOykxSBuhmmXFWi8PQXkvl3enrexS3NPh7vzuH26G0uZFDzs6ZPD2AK8th7pheBx4ntxnKRa5vUKTxvOFhh1ye4M0/s320/whitehibiscus.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />This is a hibiscus from my grandmother's garden. The reference image is spotlessly white. I had to add some amount of pink, just to add depth and interest. I know it has lot of flaws, but I am leaving it at this point. I dare not do anything more on this white flower. Anitha Jayarajhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15375779026377106357noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1015983201633035386.post-67438543922094242702008-09-16T07:13:00.000-07:002008-09-16T07:21:09.300-07:00One winter morning<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEif_xsFHrge6foHIS4hAyN_ELIEnNtPQvp-qmoP0aABoWNaas2jYKkra6Na2YSDlTM5_-XrSIgwHn6_2yLYda1J05t49qmJqB8yKfEma8qUON9SAiKd7lGYCMEedrqzf-MxgjpDugtcSAQ/s1600-h/horsescene.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246622667521198578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEif_xsFHrge6foHIS4hAyN_ELIEnNtPQvp-qmoP0aABoWNaas2jYKkra6Na2YSDlTM5_-XrSIgwHn6_2yLYda1J05t49qmJqB8yKfEma8qUON9SAiKd7lGYCMEedrqzf-MxgjpDugtcSAQ/s320/horsescene.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>This is another scenery I stole from a greeting card. I have done this particular painting so many times. I just love this scene, may be because it suits my mood sometimes. Each time I have painted this, it has looked different.</div> Anitha Jayarajhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15375779026377106357noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1015983201633035386.post-55155340027909136332008-09-07T23:41:00.000-07:002008-09-07T23:52:53.094-07:00Family<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjluC0RZzjKpCNzWDkjp3cDM9HNVpwffqiO0te8E4ZS6gu3C-F_Lt-8MZeIapSdg9MzUvi7xVhR9Ourg_rEsJ0HZXW7oayWgnYr8X-PzDRpiBA_bIMpPiv1Zf4xrLuZBbo_flUKKP9RuGA/s1600-h/swanfamily.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243539322029457522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjluC0RZzjKpCNzWDkjp3cDM9HNVpwffqiO0te8E4ZS6gu3C-F_Lt-8MZeIapSdg9MzUvi7xVhR9Ourg_rEsJ0HZXW7oayWgnYr8X-PzDRpiBA_bIMpPiv1Zf4xrLuZBbo_flUKKP9RuGA/s320/swanfamily.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>I found the other painting. It was actually in my sketch diary, and I had not taken a snap of it, so I thought I have done it on a paper and searched the whole house(with little hope). Whenever I find something after a difficult search like this, I will always think I should keep in mind to look for the lost things first in the easiest place but always forget the rule.</div> Anitha Jayarajhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15375779026377106357noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1015983201633035386.post-44237627545265419612008-08-28T01:29:00.000-07:002008-08-28T01:36:55.092-07:00Black and White<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlRUIQBL5-a1sBDywhmeb5iSNk5fBAOELDVd2i5eyWivUdlbaRVbPyW7H_xHW-0pjGc_6amHJvMTdvjiPiqGV4ppitgK1wt5yrlF1GgegJ1QZlyMm5h-4m0DuVVpeiZxp61KbT9ufTK_c/s1600-h/swan.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239483495782391314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlRUIQBL5-a1sBDywhmeb5iSNk5fBAOELDVd2i5eyWivUdlbaRVbPyW7H_xHW-0pjGc_6amHJvMTdvjiPiqGV4ppitgK1wt5yrlF1GgegJ1QZlyMm5h-4m0DuVVpeiZxp61KbT9ufTK_c/s320/swan.JPG" border="0" /></a> I dont remember when I painted this. I think this was an inspiration after a program I saw in National Geographic Channel sometime back. I remember making two of this kind, I should search for the other painting.<br /><div></div> Anitha Jayarajhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15375779026377106357noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1015983201633035386.post-88947060351353947452008-08-25T21:34:00.000-07:002008-08-25T21:42:06.553-07:00I am TAGGED!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCrPABw1kksGuRgowEL392kX1kekOLFd9UO01hOrCpDunBl5ythBN5maGdrk3UQiiWeGGfjbFfWo4OHDRGfX1_bxY2aVsFGaOfiCV1DfXd1_inxnLQT03O3S9NRWD4Z-BF1hh1OM6HbuQ/s1600-h/mail[7].jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238681969147608882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCrPABw1kksGuRgowEL392kX1kekOLFd9UO01hOrCpDunBl5ythBN5maGdrk3UQiiWeGGfjbFfWo4OHDRGfX1_bxY2aVsFGaOfiCV1DfXd1_inxnLQT03O3S9NRWD4Z-BF1hh1OM6HbuQ/s320/mail%5B7%5D.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>This is the first time I have been tagged. <a href="http://deepashome.blogspot.com/">Deepa</a> had put me thinking about my most unspectacular quirks. I took almost 2 days though. I asked J if he can mention some of my quirks. To be on the safer side he said “nah, you are not at all quirky”, but I am, I know that.<br /><br />Here goes the rules for the game:</div><br /><div>1. Link back to the person who tagged you</div><br /><div>2. Mention the rules on your blog.</div><br /><div>3. Tell about 6 unspectacular quirks of yours.</div><br /><div>4. Tag 6 following bloggers by linking them.</div><br /><div>5. Leave a comment on each of the tagged blogger’s blogs letting them know they’ve been tagged.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Here goes my unspectacular quirk:<br /><br />1. I check and recheck if the iron box and gas knob is switched off several times before I leave home. Many a times I have returned home to check it.</div><br /><div><br />2.I have to leave all the lights on in the house before I go to bed when J is not at home. Should I say or not, say or not….. let me tell you. I am scared of darkness and imagine ghosts in there. ( I preach my son there are no such things called monsters and I have not seen one in my life and why are you scared of all those imaginative stuff and so on…….). Poor chap thinks his mother is such a brave woman but only I know the truth, now you too.</div><br /><div><br />3. There no single flight of stairs which I have used that I have not fallen down. I know you are laughing. This is not a hobby. I still cannot figure out how and why it happens to me. Very prone to (falling-down) accidents.</div><br /><div><br />4.I can read any kind of books, get immersed in it and be oblivious of the surrounding. I am an otherwise active person who cannot rest in one place for more than 10 minutes but with a book I can sit for hours together.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>5.I am very fond of grapes(any shape, taste, size, and color). I can never get enough of it. I can eat in kgs a day.</div><br /><div><br />6.Oh how can I forget about my bead lust. Oh I collect them like mad. I have a huge collection of beads. I really do not use them but I love looking at it once in a while, especially when I am feeling low.<br /><br />I am tagging<a href="http://aabharan.blogspot.com/"> Shillu</a> and <a href="http://kitchenflavours.blogspot.com/">lubna</a>. (breaking rules here, sorry)</div> Anitha Jayarajhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15375779026377106357noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1015983201633035386.post-11413318878358011952008-08-21T20:57:00.001-07:002008-08-21T20:58:23.784-07:00Lake Side<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHxmkdnV4YTqOco5unR7unvTUHjPLOKoMUIa_JxUqHVdzlqERE9QsmhoNLzi-jAMM2fSjVhxt04EoYQf25rT5c2xYx0iCor4oy-sgC6fO-LUqndBvMj-tWw3Ucao3JjRKQPY9rHjpZGdc/s1600-h/lakeside.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237186435431066386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHxmkdnV4YTqOco5unR7unvTUHjPLOKoMUIa_JxUqHVdzlqERE9QsmhoNLzi-jAMM2fSjVhxt04EoYQf25rT5c2xYx0iCor4oy-sgC6fO-LUqndBvMj-tWw3Ucao3JjRKQPY9rHjpZGdc/s320/lakeside.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div>When I was in school I always got the first place for all the painting competitions held at school. I feel a tug of pain when I realize I do not have those paintings with me now. I did not have a camera to take a copy of it too. During those days I have reproduced many paintings from art books I found in my school and college library and also greeting cards I received. My friends used to make sure they give me a card with scenery in it. I used to gift my paintings to them and I am sure they still have them. This is one such painting I have reproduced from an art and painting book. Anitha Jayarajhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15375779026377106357noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1015983201633035386.post-80759766163399912202008-08-17T23:08:00.000-07:002008-08-17T23:11:18.307-07:00village<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBnJbDLZnEJadD3ErOaIIup7xrSUcA5P1-MVQPRpDSKaozbkat6sR73OAM46r3ZHaFMVfKsUycM9iVXkk2KVJli0j2MEWSGEaHHKQ2jJtjccnARXDxXgN1H_xf1VVow9kltHblYA9loQ8/s1600-h/village.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235736343348832626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBnJbDLZnEJadD3ErOaIIup7xrSUcA5P1-MVQPRpDSKaozbkat6sR73OAM46r3ZHaFMVfKsUycM9iVXkk2KVJli0j2MEWSGEaHHKQ2jJtjccnARXDxXgN1H_xf1VVow9kltHblYA9loQ8/s320/village.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>A village by the lake side.</div> Anitha Jayarajhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15375779026377106357noreply@blogger.com0