I could write a deathless monologue here about why I am ending The Plum Tree.
I could write entire maudlin pages about how much I love love LOVE you all dear blog readers because you make me so emotional with your fan mail and even more emotional whenever my site meter notches over a hundred frikkin hits per day so that I keep charging out of bed at 2am in the morning to pant breathlessly in front of the comp for the rest of the day alternating between sitemeter comment sitemeter comment sitemeter comment….But dust, cobwebs, mould, decay had grown all around and over me until the new decade hit me with a BANG. Then I crawled out of the mess a frizzy grey haired red eyed zombie, got myself a million buck haircut and a pedicure to clean up my horned, yellow, inch long toenails and then I just happened to pick up the nearest magazine lying around which happened to be an outdated issue of Oprah ………..(erk)
In the mag was a statement:
I am asked daily
By the world
Was that all
NO it isn't!
So I gotta end this.
But I will still be lurking by your blogs.
And The Plum Tree will still be floating up there…somewhere.
And one day I might come back with The Plum Tree part II, a leaner, meaner, deeper, bitchier version of this blog.
Some of the varied crowd - Suresh, Abhishek, Sonia, 'Cop' Shiva
You will never find such wholesome grub and booze at an exhibition opening elsewhere - hot samosas, large nibblys, spiked and unspiked minted punch ...all served with roses
Covering the courtyard above is an almond tree.
This is the view of the street below.
Frangipani adds a splash of colour in the corner
And here are some pics of the exhibitions that were there -
and silent film...
And since I know most of you are saying 'Duh? uh?' like I first did, let me ask you to read this below for truth to be revealed:
The artist couple Martina and Thomas have been preoccupied with abstracting landscape into minimal objects, crafted to resemble forms from nature using minimal colour and constructing elemental structures from the abundance of nature's diversity. The desire to capture the transient in the dynamic forms like the burst of fireworks, a fountain or even the spray of lush palm breaking into bloom of course I'm checking to see if anyone is reading this much so I've put a great big firecracker in here. The experience of absorbing a foreign land can be overbearing and the Indian landscape triggered the artists to look for archetypal forms. They have been responding to these forms seen in the urban landscape and the hinterland of rural and urban spaces. There! All plain and simple.
Now for those of you who want to argue that those cardboard cones and hanging black thingies are just that, in spite of the explanation claiming them otherwise, all I can say to you is, 'Chill out Machchas, have a beer, mint punch, samosa...sit on the swing in the courtyard, enjoy the gentle breeze and look up at the stars through the almond tree above. It couldn't get any better, we are at 1 Shanti Road >>.
i was looking through some old files when i came across these beautiful pictures that i had colour photocopied from a borrowed book. the illustrations are based on stories from the Bible. the illustrator is sieger koder>>
I received a stern message from my dear friend Wendy: Hey lazy-daisy....put something new on your blog soon ya! Just because you're crazy about that PM guy doesn't mean I have to look at him every time I go there, ok!!!!! Your blog is what I go to at the end of the day to read/look at something interesting, so get up and get going. W
Oh all right, all right... here it is, another post on The Plum Tree! This is the second time I'm actually praising the Bangalore City Corporation in this blog. Many of you living here will have noticed the walls around have been painted with these gorgeous, bright and colourful pictures.
What a difference for the better from the usual Beetel juice and pee stained walls with 'Do not Spit' written on them.
Whoever these wonderful painters are, they have made this dusty city look so much more beautiful. Don't you agree? ;-)
Read and see more about the wonderful meeting between Artnlight and The Plumtree here>>>
Happy New Decade dear blog readers! Here in this first post for the New Decade, is a rare and exclusive interview from the author of The Plum Tree about left, right, tanning and other important stuff…
Why do you have a picture of a tanned, gorgeous dude in this post? Because he is tanned and gorgeous stupid!
Oh all right. But what relevance does his picture have to a New Year? What relevance do any of my pictures have to anything at all? I just bung them in there to make my blog look pretty and make my site stats rise to exciting levels. If you’ve found relevance in my pictures so far, damn good for you! But I sure hope you didn’t expect me to put a picture of a flower or peaceful skies or a cup of tea or other such trite stuff like that for yet another New Year blog post (yaaaawn).
Okay, I have to admit I am totally floored by the picture above, you MUST tell me, who is he? Who is he? Aaaah! You are a curious one aren't you! Okay, he is the Prime Minister of Norway! Yes! Really! I can see the shock on your face, but I’m not kidding. If you don't believe me, you’ll have to click on an authority here>>> I know you are surprised, considering the fact that you, like me always assumed that politicians usually look like this -
Wow! I am bowled over completely! I used to think Vikings wore those Asterisk helmets with horns coming out of them and all. Yeah, so did I. One would think that the Prime Minister of Norway would've looked like this - I know! Now suddenly I rrrreally gotta find out all about Norway, how to pronounce those o’s with slashes across them and stuff like that! Totally understandable.
What else can you tell me about this Viking Prime Minister? Well, apparently he leans to the ‘left’. In case you don’t know what that means and you’ve acquired this sudden interest in (Norwegian) politics, let me explain Politics to you:
Politicians who lean towards the right, look like this-
Politicians who lean towards the left, look like this-
Therefore I remained dead centre until…until…until…I saw the picture here>>> Now I tilt so precariously towards the left that I might topple into Norway any minute!
I wanna lean to the left WITH you! Sure! Join the pardy! Gosh! My site stats have sky rocketed!!!