Ever been to a music concert? …. Well the one that plays in the houses of Bhujodi is a wee bit different, not just in what you hear but also in the instruments that play. The musicians of Bhujodi play on … from morning to dusk, meditatively. Their orchestra constitutes of ..
FRAGILE STRINGS, EVERLASTING BONDS
On the full moon of the month of “Shraavan”, a burst of colour makes an appearance on boys and men alike, with mul..
FRAGILE STRINGS, EVERLASTING BONDS
On the full moon of the month of “Shraavan”, a burst of colour makes an appearance on boys and men alike, with mul..
FRAGILE STRINGS, EVERLASTING BONDS
On the full moon of the month of “Shraavan”, a burst of colour makes an appearance on boys and men alike, with mul..
FRAGILE STRINGS, EVERLASTING BONDS
On the full moon of the month of “Shraavan”, a burst of colour makes an appearance on boys and men alike, with mul..
FRAGILE STRINGS, EVERLASTING BONDS
On the full moon of the month of “Shraavan”, a burst of colour makes an appearance on boys and men alike, with mul..
FRAGILE STRINGS, EVERLASTING BONDS
On the full moon of the month of “Shraavan”, a burst of colour makes an appearance on boys and men alike, with mul..
FRAGILE STRINGS, EVERLASTING BONDS
On the full moon of the month of “Shraavan”, a burst of colour makes an appearance on boys and men alike, with mul..
FRAGILE STRINGS, EVERLASTING BONDS
On the full moon of the month of “Shraavan”, a burst of colour makes an appearance on boys and men alike, with mul..
A familiar chatter swells in the air as feet chase the trail of a carelessly flying odhani in the by-lanes of Bhuj, spilling colors all over. While&nb..
A familiar chatter swells in the air as feet chase the trail of a carelessly flying odhani in the by-lanes of Bhuj, spilling colors all over. While&nb..
A familiar chatter swells in the air as feet chase the trail of a carelessly flying odhani in the by-lanes of Bhuj, spilling colors all over. While&nb..
Wrinkled brown, sturdy leather, like the cracked parched expanses of the Rann, dotted with multicoloured droplets as if sun tanned skin is punctuated ..
On a winter afternoon in the Himalayas, whether it is the foothills of Uttarakhand or the sublime vallies in the mighty ranges of Ladakh or Nepal, a t..
In the dark of the night, loud beats of the drum and cries of the war horn fill the sweltering air, while glowing kings and demons fight across the fl..
Madana (Mandana) PaintingIn the sun-warmed courtyards of Rajasthan, where the desert wind hums its ancient tunes, lives an art that is drawn not with ..
Red… the colour of blood, of life, vitality… red, the colour of the Mother Goddess, the embodiment of power, the nurturer and destroyer… the protector..
it is very difficult to find an art without nature, cause nature is everywhere. Mother nature has inspired us in every way from the beginning especial..