Despite having a fairytale childhood (the likes of which are written about by Rudyard Kipling and Edgar Rice Burroughs) and a luxurious pampered life in Dubai for 20 years, I went through a very dark and depressing phase. That’s when, almost touching 40s, I discovered art. Art was magically awoken in me to save me. The Xanax pills my doc prescribed were flushed down the toilet as I chose to fight my state of mind. I picked up a tiny discarded jar in the kitchen and decided to give it a new life, little realizing that in reality the jar gave me a new life. One bottle led to another and someone who had never painted in her entire life before suddenly became a passionate, well-known artist. In the last four years, I have painted relentlessly, like my life depends on it (and it does actually). I have renowned curator representing me in New Jersey, one of my pieces has made it to the permanent collection of prestigious museum in South Korea and I have signed up with a well-known gallery on Palm Island, Dubai. I am in talks with galleries in Paris and London. Not bad for shy Indian housewife and ‘stay-at-home’ mom.People tell me I am a role model for women because of how I reinvented myself post 40. I feel like Cinderella, only the glass slipper has been replaced by a brush.
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Painted during a terrible phase in my life when I found myself in the abyss of despair. Despite the darkness, I chose bright colors to tell my stories because deep down, I saw hope. The light at the end of the pit I was in. And I chose to claw my way towards it.
100 x 70 cm
Acrylic on Canvas