
I have been working on my art skills of late
And I often tend to underestimate
The complexity of the art piece I use for inspiration
I am not skilled enough to draw human figures, yet the temptation
To recreate a perfectly proportioned human (invariably a woman) is strong
I start with gusto, but realize the difficulty level as I go along
My proportions are off the mark, the faces have unnatural expressions
That the finished product belongs to a novice, is the distinct impression
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In an art class at simpler figures I would be asked to try my hand
I have tried landscapes and florals, but I myself do not understand
What draws me to drawing women traditionally attired
Creating Indian women on my canvas is the only thing my heart desires
I want to draw women clad in sarees, going gracefully about their lives
Reading, working, resting, playing music, dancing, feeling alive
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Sometimes I start out by drawing a landscape but invariably i insert
An Indian woman’s figure in the artwork, to my default I revert
So plenty of poorly drawn figures I have now accumulated
There is a lot for me to learn, despite all that I have created
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Art has become a medium for me to stay
Connected with my roots, so I embrace my flawed artwork anyway
I like the subjects I draw, I just do not like how amateurish they appear
That I would continue ti draw them badly forever is my fear..
