Thursday, December 24, 2015
Saturday, December 19, 2015
Guilty As Charged 2 - Wrath
8x8 inches (unframed); Watercolour and Pen drawing on Executive Bond paper (Click on image to enlarge)
“I was angry with my friend: I told my wrath, my wrath did
end. I was angry with my foe: I told it not, my wrath did grow.”
- William
Blake quotes (English visionary Mystic, Poet, Painter and Engraver. 1757-1827)
Thursday, December 17, 2015
Guilty As Charged 1 - Sloth
8x8 inches (unframed); Watercolour and Pen drawing on Executive Bond paper (Click on image to enlarge)
"I
am overcome by my own amazing sloth…Can you please forgive me and believe that
it is really because I want to do something well that I don't do it at
all?"
Monday, August 24, 2015
Promises of Promiscuity
20.5x28.5 inches; Pen drawing on handmade paper with watercolour wash (Click on image to enlarge)
SOLD. In private collection
Our eyes avoid meeting
Like moths evading darkness
But words keep spilling around
Leading us by the hand
Into meandering alleys
Dead ends...
Of old forgotten cities.
We recognize the charade
Yet, we indulge
For the sake of appearances
A fleeting glance meets
Catches flame!
We see each in the eyes of the other
Burning, a mirror of mutual shame.
Don’t take off that mask of words
The fine web of silk will tear
Revealing the dark circles
Under our smiles.
Cracks will show
In the walls of our hearts
The emotions all piled up in a row.
Keep the doors and windows barred
The curtains down, shrouded...
For fear our precious image gets tarnished.
A masterpiece so carefully crafted
With half truths and ruse
By the dust of dreams, the bile of regret
And spotless virtue, as our muse.- Rudra Kishore Mandal
Labels:
art by Rudra Kishore Mandal,
contemporary Indian art,
eroticism,
fantasy,
figurative,
introspective art,
love,
magic realism,
male nude,
nature,
pen drawing,
promiscuity,
surrealism,
watercolor painting
Tuesday, June 30, 2015
Tuesday, June 23, 2015
Tuesday, June 16, 2015
Tiny Deceptions 2 - Two Faced Snake (Double Speak)
Tuesday, June 9, 2015
Tiny Deceptions 1 - The Little Birdie (rumor)
Thursday, May 14, 2015
Water Ballet
20.5x28.5 inches; Pen drawing on acid free textured paper with watercolour wash (Click on image to enlarge)
The
first time I had seen a swan was in a depiction of Goddess Saraswati, sitting and
playing the veena on a beautiful white bird, in a calendar image. I had fallen
in love with the milky whiteness, the curvaceous neck and the beautiful depiction
of plumage. Somehow the image of that bird got stuck in my memory. Somehow that
bird symbolized serenity and grace for me. The story of ‘The Ugly Duckling’
only enhanced this imagery in my mind. So many times I have scribbled the
letter ‘S’ and transformed it into an idealized design of a swan in my school
books. I kept seeing the swan in logos and designs on packets of sweets. The logo
of Ramkrishna Mission was very attractive to me once. I have only seen a couple
of swans once at our local zoo, and yes I was mesmerized by the way they were
gliding around in the artificial pond. Then I watched the ballet ‘Swan Lake’ on
television and I was completely enamoured with the beautiful concept. The beautiful
imaginary tale ignited my passion for the graceful bird once again. I also read
a story about Zeus taking the form of a swan to entice and impregnate Leda,
quite an erotic tale it was. Today, when
I look back at my obsession with the lovely bird in my growing years, I feel I
was searching for the swan in me all through those years. I guess we all have
our swans hidden inside us and only a few can perceive them when they look at
us and hence what is ugly to the world becomes so beautiful to a few chosen
beholders. I am not yet sure if I, ‘the ugly duckling’ have matured into a swan
yet, but this painting is my humble offering to those birds who glide and dance
in water captivating me with such beauty, grace and tranquility.
Saturday, May 9, 2015
Sebastian
12x12 inches; Watercolour and Pen drawing on executive bond paper (Click on image to enlarge)
SOLD. In private collection
Sliced by the hands of fate
Criss-crossing lanes
On the palm
Of your hand
Each turn
A choice you make
Each twist
The noose
Around your neck
Either Slackens
Or tightens
Without respite
No way out
Of the maze
Living with the choices
You make
Or dying for them
Whether the heart
Or the mind
You follow
You are twice martyred
And you believe
You have lived.
- Rudra Kishore Mandal
- Rudra Kishore Mandal
Tuesday, May 5, 2015
Amba
12x12 inches; Watercolour and Pen drawing on executive bond paper with (Click on image to enlarge)
SOLD. In private collection
Unwanted
Uprooted
Patronized
Tolerated
And yet unwanted
Bounced
From court
To court
Invalidated
In Love rejected
Undesired
Of being
Of soul
Denied
Defined Of existence
Limited
Constrained
Mutilated
Defamed
By vows and absence
Embraced
Consoled
Nurtured
Rejuvenated
Blooming in self love
Revolting
Offending
Sacrificing
Disregarding
What’s dictated from above
Defying
Denying
Slaughtering
Castrating
What’s accepted as respectable
Amba stands
Unchallenged
Yet vulnerable.
- Rudra Kishore Mandal
- Rudra Kishore Mandal
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