Showing posts with label fear. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fear. Show all posts

Friday, April 08, 2016

The Arm of Mahadev / Bloodletting

From my w-i-p graphic novel 'Sauptik: Blood and Flowers' © Amruta Patil 2016

Had shared the predictable Flowers. It was time to share the Blood. Jayanta Mahapatra's 'Sunday' (thanks, Sumana Roy, for the lead) changed the way I perceived the act, visually:
"A hand of God
from the shapeliness
of the arm
where the flesh
had long bled out."

Sunday, September 06, 2015

Book of Hours | The Hunter's Shirt

For National Geographic Traveller India (September  2015) © Amruta Patil  
This installment of my visual-musing column is about a ceremonial hunter's shirt from the North African Sahel (most likely Mali). As the hunter slowly becomes one with his environment, so too does his shirt transform. To view image in larger size, click HERE.

Wednesday, January 07, 2015

Book of Hours | Andlau Abbey

For National Geographic Traveller India (January 2015) © Amruta Patil
About Alsace, Andlau Abbey and Europe's steadily-effaced Bear mythology. The Bear King was reduced and humiliated, while the Lion crowned in his stead. Kiss blown in the direction of Mister Noia for sms-counsel.

Wednesday, October 09, 2013

Manifesto of the Uncowed

 © Amruta Patil 2013 | Time Out Mumbai, (October 11th '13) 

ime Out Mumbai (October 2013) answers some hard questions about preventing, coping with and reporting on sexual assault. To read all the articles in this special issue about Women/Safety, click here

Tuesday, June 11, 2013

On negotiating gender warfare

© Amruta Patil 2013 | Femina (26th June issue, on stands)

1-pager was on the hows of negotiating gender warfare (so much war-terminology in every aspect of our lives, do we even notice?) In many ways, this an extension of the Surviving Your Habitat piece in its need for altered eyes. Ps: Colours are more lurid in digital format.

Thursday, December 13, 2012

Monday, May 24, 2010

Quote from a book that must surely qualify as 'essential reading'

"One thought alone preoccupies the submerged mind of Empire: how not to end, how not to die, how to prolong its era. By day it pursues its enemies. It is cunning and ruthless, it sends its bloodhounds everywhere. By night it feeds on images of disaster: the sack of cities, the rape of populations, pyramids of bones, acres of desolation."
~ from J.M. Coetzee's 'Waiting for the Barbarians'