These olive foliage and their sepia barks bridge a constant aquamarine sky and a lush tranquil land. A land and people rooted. In more than an all encompasing faith in god and king. In karma and life lived simply, yet all too conscious of taking in every fleeting moment on this land so endearing to them. Never also let to forget that effort and struggle fulfills one’s aspirations and that is just the natural order of things.

These olive foliage and their sepia barks bridge a constant aquamarine sky and a lush tranquil land. A land and people rooted. In more than an all encompasing faith in god and king. In karma and life lived simply, yet all too conscious of taking in every fleeting moment on this land so endearing to them. Never also let to forget that effort and struggle fulfills one’s aspirations and that is just the natural order of things.

In passing by life and our apparent rush to do so, there is simply less to pass on.

Shibu Arakkal

Monsoon | Twenty Ten

Shibu ArakkalPassing By – Artist’s Note