I was a happy child, but being kind of an introvert, I lived in a world of my own, where my thoughts were my companions, and my imagination painted scenes no one else could see. But even in those solitary moments, there was always a light — music and art. It didn’t matter whether it came from borrowed cassette tapes, scratchy recordings, or the haunting melodies of old Hindi movie vinyls. Each song was a thread, weaving a warm comforting blanket around my heart. Back then, I would lose myself for hours, creating art and craft with the music softly playing, like a loyal friend who never left. Music wasn’t just a backdrop; it was the pulse, the soul of my creativity.
Years passed; my life went on smoothly, as I moved from one stage of life to another, art went behind the scenes while the play of my life unraveled. Then came a time when things came crashing down and I became an emotional mess. It was after I experienced a deep personal loss. Life felt like a blank canvas — empty, meaningless, and colorless. The days stretched endlessly, and I felt like I was drowning in a sea of gray.
In those moments, music became my life. Some songs felt like mirrors, reflecting the ache in my heart and bringing me to tears. But then there were other songs — uplifting, fierce, and powerful — that seemed to whisper, “You’ll get through this.” They filled me with a quiet strength, a sense that I wasn’t alone. I started to paint again. The comfort of holding a brush in my hand, watching the colors mix, and twirling my hands along with inspiring music to soothe my nerves – made a miracle happen.
I came across alcohol inks and the medium was just what I was looking for. It offered me the freedom and the flow I needed in my life. The colors didn’t just stay still — they moved, danced, and created patterns that were both chaotic and beautiful. It felt as if the inks were speaking to me, just like the music had. They reminded me that life is unpredictable but still full of beauty. As I painted, I let the songs guide me.
Painting and music became my twin lifelines. Every swirl of color and every note helped me process my emotions and find hope again. The more I painted, the more I healed. My art didn’t need to be perfect, just like life didn’t need to be perfect. What mattered was letting the colors flow, letting the music move me, and trusting that something beautiful could come from the chaos.
During each waking moment, some or the other song is always playing in my head and I find myself humming. Without it, I feel disconnected, almost as if my hands forget how to move. And when the right song plays, everything changes. There’s joy in my heart, a rhythm in my steps, and a flow in my movements that makes painting feel effortless, as if the art creates itself. Music doesn’t just accompany my process; it is the very essence of it—the unseen muse guiding every stroke and every swirl of ink.
Today, every painting I create is a testament to those moments. It’s a reminder that even in the darkest times, colors and songs can save you. They can bring you back to life. And every time someone tells me my art makes them feel something—a spark of joy, a sense of calm, or even a glimmer of hope—I feel grateful because I know exactly what they mean.
Rhythm & Flow Collection
In this collection, every piece is a song brought to life.
Often while painting, I just play popular random songs. As the music plays, my hands naturally start to move in-sync with the beats, guided by the rhythm and mood of each piece. Often, some song strikes me in a way that inspires the perfect dance of colors and movement on the paper, making the painting feel effortless and alive.
This process eventually led me to an epiphany: if music could naturally bring such energy and flow into my art, why not reverse the process? Rhythm and Flow is the outcome of this experiment, each painting created with a specific song in mind. With every brushstroke and color choice led by the rhythm, the melody, and the feeling of the song. I listen to the song multiple times, close my eyes and visualize it in my mind. I then move along with the beats, instinctively picking colors that reflect the mood and creating fluid lines that mirror the song’s energy. Each painting in this series captures the emotional landscape of a song, bringing to life a sense of flow and freedom.
To me, it feels as if one form of art naturally inspires another. Just as twelve notes can create endless melodies, it's fascinating how lines can flow across paper in countless ways, expressing emotions and feelings. As I write down the lyrics of the songs that inspired these paintings, I’m reminded of my childhood—scribbling song lyrics in a diary and sharing my favorite tunes with my best friends. You truly connect with a song only when you’ve experienced those emotions yourself, and through these paintings, I’m opening my heart, sharing both my feelings and my journey.
Are you willing to listen? Are you willing to see?
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