In the spirals of creation, we meet again— two faces carved from the same breath of light. Your soul is the river, mine the shore, forever touching, never apart. Through shadow and bloom, we dissolve into each other, an endless hymn written on the skin of eternity.
When I visit villages along riverbanks or sea shores, I observe the concentration of a fisherman in his daily routine with fishing, fish, and boat. They work hard, yet find joy in it. An essence I wanted to capture with earth colors on paper.
A picture of the religious place Banaras is shown on the banks of the river ganga. Temples along a ghat are beautifully painted in red ,yellow, orange and blue boats on the banks at the ganga are also painted in blue.