The grand old banyan tree of my native village has caught my attention again. It is hundreds of years old, say the local natives. The legends and folklore of the area, believed to be hundreds of years, speaks of this tree. This Banyan is situated on the banks of a river “Chittoor Puzha”. To reach the spot one has to travel by foot for about 2kms. I make it a point to visit this spot each time I visit the pace, once or twice every year. I go there alone so that I can spend hours, sitting on its roots, absorbing the unpolluted air and the serene atmosphere with all the pores of my skin, into every cell of my body. It is an exhilarating experience. An experience where one feels one with nature. The ultimate Nirvana of body and soul.
Title : The Great Banyan Tree
Medium: Watercolours on cold pressed paper
(little bit of airbrushing done for the background)
Vinod Laxman
“All that is gold does not glitter, not all those who wander are lost; the old that is strong does not wither, deep roots are not reached by the frost. From the ashes a fire shall be woken, a light from the shadows shall spring; renenwed shall be blade that was broken, the crownless again shall be king.” ~ J.R.R. Tolkien~ ~The Lord of the Rings~
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Title : the spring
Medium : water colour and acrylic on cold pressed paper
Size: A3
Genre : Neo Expressionism
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