Once upon a time a little girl in Trivandrum, Kerala came across a little pencil stub.....and a suitably large canvas ( otherwise known as a WALL!). Grown-up eyes, which are likely to be critical about artistic experiments on the bedroom wall, being conveniently occupied elsewhere, our little protagonist proceeded to cover a large part of the wall within her reach with a fantastic collection of doodles....huge skeletal men with impossibly big heads, a flower pot with a long curvy stalk and a single flower as large as the sun, several floating heads with cheeky smiles and L-shaped noses, a Tudor house with a disproportionately big chimney from which several wisps of curly smoke escaped, a large shoal of fishes, gigantic trees with spindly trunks......It was great fun and nearly worth the spanking she got after a certain pair of grown-up eyes discovered the budding Picasso hot at work. well Ouch! it still hurts to remember......:-)
Well soon after, our little protagonist was given a box of wax crayons along with a warning that the Wall was strictly off limits. She was asked to exercise her artistic energies on a drawing book and leave the wall alone. To her credit the girl settled happily enough to the task of applying her genius to the poor book and it was several hours until she approached the wall again!
ouch! that hurts! Mommy's spanking again, because the wall's off limits child!
Well the little girl's parents finally understood that they had an artist on their hands and that it was time to gift her the piece de resistance.....
A WATERCOLOUR SET!!!
And that was how I started painting at the age of three.....
( all the events and characters related above are strictly real and resemblance to any person dead or living is purely intentional. Retrieved from the memoirs of Dad, Mom, Grandma....)
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