DIY Journal/Diary

20151223_152639-1I love notebooks, diaries and journals. It’s really hard for me to resist buying every cute notebook that I see.

Ever since I started writing and then blogging, I have had a notebook for it, that I used to carry with me. For some reason, I didn’t do it last year. This year when I saw Noor from Noor’s Place talk about her journal, I knew that I wanted one. Continue reading “DIY Journal/Diary”


All About Art

I don’t remember a time when I wasn’t into creating something, whether that is a painting or a bookmark. Art, anything paint related or sketching, comes out of me only when I am free from a million other things. Years will go by and not a single thing will be created by these hands. One day you will end up finding a mural on the wall.

It happens when the inspiration strikes. Last month, after giving exams, I had time on my hands. I saw this canvas in Home Centre and bought it to experiment, which turned into a whole request turned order by my mother to do calligraphy for her.

Calligraphy is a medium I have never tried. And I know very little about it. Despite that, I attempted my hand at it and I think that these turned out pretty good. Amma likes them so I am done with the whole parental anniversary gift for the year. Phew !

These are all verses from Quran that my mother really likes. This one I did free handed, hence you can see that its not as good as the other two.


This one is inspired by some of the work that Sadequain has done. He was an exceptional calligrapher and painter.

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For me, it’s important to try something new every once in awhile. It makes you feel good and refreshed.


Sometimes Cinderella Doesn’t Need Glass Slippers

Art is a mess. Its a literal mess.

When you say art, I do not imagine Vincent Van Gogh with a brush in hand, moving swiftly and gracefully, painting The Starry Night.

I see myself. As an 8 year old girl, sitting cross legged on the floor, a huge chart paper in front of me, markers, colour pencils and all sorts of nick knacks Β surrounding me, while I am in my own world, busy sketching Cinderella.

And that also from a sticker. I only want to paint Cinderella and could not find the perfect pose of her. So I end up sketching her from a three inch sticker.

The eyes and the hands. They are the hardest to draw. I have to erase and than try again. After 20 tries, I like it a little. But painting is still left. Out comes the water paints, brushes and a glass of water.

And the mess starts creating itself.

First the water spills. Always the spill first. The brushes never go in the palette, instead on the floor creating a scenery of their own.

By the time that 8 year old girl is finished with her Cinderella, she wipes her hands on her jeans, gets up, spilling more water, steps back and takes a look at her creativity. Fold upon folds of the frock painted sky blue, her eyes a brilliant gleaming black, a Yellow Daisy in her White gloved hands and that sparkling ribbon on her neck.

One eye is bigger than the other, nose is crooked and her arms look chubbier. Β The dress is more blue from the middle. And worst of all, she is out of space on the huge chart paper, so now Cinderella is without her Magical Glass Slippers.

But its art. Its perfect.