I was always fascinated to work on a canvas myself. A large one, so that my arm can make a full swing. And now I do it and love doing it.
Monday, June 22, 2009
I have been inclined towards art and have appreciated it since my childhood. My father would come home from office and then set his home-made easel, canvas and the oil and paints. A cigarrete in his left hand and a brush in his right, he would paint on and on untill the dinner is ready. We would sit there besides him and observe how he made different colors with some of his staple colors.