To His Yellow Grace Called Coco
Dearly Beloved… In the Stillness of my Being I know I’m That, By the way of living, This place of Heart; Thy Presence makes Everything...
See Beloved the Black Slate is Clean...
These paintings were done probably more than a decade ago See Beloved, the Black Slate is clean…Not even a Trace of a Dot is left of me,...
Now U Pray4 me Baba…
At times when Pain brings you on threshold, where neither life, nor death embraces you. Then all that’s left to do is Leave everything...
For that’s how True Love Is..
When Pain Grows it’s roots in you, It makes you Realise the True Sense of Love! There are some who carry this love as silent notes on...
Beloved, What do Thou See…
Now The Journey that Once Began is Complete Where the Mirror too Shatters And all that Remains Is Awareness Peace & Bliss! . To that Love...
Until His Grace Burns it All!
All that’s left of me…Remains here…Until there’s only this heart, Filled of Divine Nectar, Where identification to one’s form dwindles…&...
To the Yellows he bloomed!
Coco taught me rhythm & balance through this pain where none could. Lately when lupus flare left me breathless, Atul would press the...
For Coco
It took more than a month to finish this work of love. It’s a pastel rendering on vellum paper- 42”x34”This work is an expression of...
Black Rose
if pain kissed you…then let it not leave, till it’s blossomed your soul, let it strip you bared naked, Where your Heart is God! Listen...
To A Love That Heals & Reveals
(Had started this Painting with Blessings of Cocos hair, that I had kept upon his passing) & then Grace Kissed Eternity upon my dying...
