A stalwart soldier comes, the spring,
Who bears the bow of Love;
And on that bow, the lustrous string
Is made of bees, that move
With malice as they speed the shaft
Of blossoming mango-flower
At us, dear, who have never laughed
At love, nor scorned his power.
Their blossom-burden weights the trees;
The winds in fragrance move;
The lakes are bright with lotuses,
The women bright with love;
The days are soft, the evenings clear
And charming; everything
That moves and lives and blossoms, dear,
Is sweeter in the spring.
The groves are beautifully bright
For many and many a mile
With jasmine-flowers that are as white
As loving woman’s smile:
The resolution of a saint
Might well be tried by this;
Far more, young hearts that fancies paint
With dreams of loving bliss.
~ Kalidas ~ (Translated from Sanskrit)The painting above depicts the effervescence of spring. Spread over two canvases, this large piece was made (obviously) during a joyous burst of hope+happiness brought on by the advent of spring 2012.Working this was fun.Firstly, I’ve never done anything as bright; and having two super-bright-yellow canvases stare back at me everyday was pretty-damn-daunting. However, each metaphor related to spring that came dancing to the mind as I went along, brought with it not just yellow, but a splash of almost every color.Secondly, conceptualizing these canvases with sea-shells (butterflies and flowers), glass beads (butterfly antennae) and glass bits (clouds) alongside gold, acrylic and oil paint was another first and an interesting one at that. 🙂The painting doesnt picture very well since it is really bright, but what the hell… summer is here and it’s about time I put up something topical, done a month ago.