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Turquoise Trend

Faded Fragments

Windows

Selent Serenity

Sometimes...

I wonder how life would have been
If you weren’t there.
Sometimes...
I stop to think how things would have been
By your absence.
Sometimes...
I find no answers to my questions
But to know you are there
Inside me
Makes me walk tall
And live on.

Sometimes…
I wonder how life could have been
If I weren’t there
I know life wouldn’t have been easy for you
To walk ahead
Sometimes, even a thousand words
May fail to mean a thing
When just a word could mean it all.

Sometimes…
I just want to say it.

Sometimes…
I simply can't.

Sometimes…
I know I’m gonna say it.

Sometimes…
I feel it is still not too late.

Sometimes…
You are just not there...

Moods & Moments III

Moods & Moments II

Moods & Moments I

Dark Dimensions

Abstract Fusion

Living a Story

No one wants to die; but to live – that’s the bigger picture of the small story called “Life”.

The road so called “Life” may be shorter version of what it is to become in some later chapter to come but it has in it all the elements of nature that can either make or break a man. Age and grey hair are just some examples of milestones that are crossed in order to distinctly distinguish oneself from the odds in the crowd.

However, all wars may be lost and time wasted simply by choosing the wrong road out of desire only to later realize when late has become too late to recover from one’s oblivion of choice.

The irony of sadness is when it is concealed playfully behind smiles and is never discovered. In a world today where every human is for himself or plays a part with others just for mere material gains is a true reflection of the darker shades of human nature that can be calloused, cold and uncanny in times of need. Wither too little has been shared or too much has been shed. This is reality and this show never stops. It is only the scriptwriters, directors and actors who take their fair turns to display their lexis on stage before a flock of mocking birds waiting to pick their prey.

Sometimes in life, there are these U – Turns, 360s, shifts, drifts and all sorts of speed breakers. Sometimes nothing can be seen ahead apart from unending stretches of obstacles and sky high barriers that do their best to break one’s determination to reach the end. But once again, the choice is ours. Having said that, the amount of hardship and pain we endure may open up gaping questions as to what our purpose had been to achieve such feats when things fall apart…

There are answers but they may not be the same – they all have their own reasons to justify but nothing to prove when time runs out.

I don’t know what others have said in the past. To me, “Whatever begins must come to its ultimate end. That is why we all live the bigger picture of the small story called “Life”. This is simply the nature of this Game”.

Art of Expression

It hardly interests me when I am admired for my art. I believe in reaching out to people through a common language that may or may not be in the form of words. I try to be a perfectionist wherever possible but I am also my biggest critic.

Paintings and words have grown with me a long way from my childhood – and I must admit we were never the very best of friends. In real life I have tried relentlessly to avoid these two but we somehow ended up smiling at each other.

I know perfection is an impossible word but it gives me a sense of satisfaction every time I am able to camouflage endless flaws with an air of optimism in my works that end up as masterpieces. I always have this engine continuously working at the back of my mind churning ideas and processing thoughts into a perceivable expression clear enough to be understood. The coded messages in them just need to be deciphered by the individual audience and I am sure each one is unique.

To me, the art of expression has been a tough lengthy road and if there’s anything I have achieved from it – they are patience and determination. Managing time for it after tough hours in office and for family can sound like crazy but I have learnt to burn my stress by getting a bit nocturnal at times to pride over my work the next morning.

My message to the everyday strugglers out there:

“The art of living is never simple and easy. Survivors are not always winners from the start – they are just people who do not know how to quit.”

Strokes of Nature

To me, every person I come across is like a Case Study – a world of its own. If I relate my paintings to them, the exterior of every individual is so intricately camouflaged to casual freedom that at times the common human mind may fail to discover the imperfection outlined on the scales of human emotion.

Visually speaking, one might try to conceal those lines of heartache with pretentious smiles and outbursts of natural laughter at times as consolation. Artistically, these fractures usually go unnoticed with the shades of smudged paints as they overlap every stroke that had almost distorted the original innocent idea.

Over the years, I painstakingly studied consistently on these crevices in the human world and I must admit I have yet a world to learn from them as there seems to be no bottom-line to it.

When I get to work with my findings, I camouflage my characters with nature and my work, no matter how vivid they may appear to the audience does stand out solitarily by themselves for ages unchanged. The stillness in every masterpiece is an autobiography itself. People, to me are nothing any less.

Finding Myself

Finding Myself


Pain is a killer
That is why we take painkillers
Memories are moments
Those never change
They fade with time
…



I have always found my road
Empty and stranded
The people have come and left.
Nothing much has changed.
Time is still the same
As I am the last man standing on my road
In search of a true friend

This road never seems to end
As I stretch my boundaries
Across the horizons of my dreams
I begin to find true peace
In the loneliness that surround me.

I give up hopes of human faces
And human love I yearn for.
I find myself talking
To myself at times –
Or God perhaps

As I still walk on the road of life
That never ceases to exist
I find God standing at the other end
With His gifts of grace and mercy

When I look back
I find myself changed
And full of cheerfulness
For others to become
What I am today.

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23 moments of memories – wrapped in the scarf of time…gray shades of faded art – like designer wear for the eyes; taste the colors of visibility – the blind can only imagine…
Shadows and silence play side by side with every stoke I make with my mind…
I live through my work...and my work lives through the eyes of the world.

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My Paints, Brushes & I

At times I have a feeling that my paints, pencils & brushes have grown up with me ever since childhood. We complement each other so well that every time we get to work, we just keep getting better!

I find myself more like a movie director with the preset scene at the back of my mind – my brushes & paints play the lead roles and so far they have outperformed my expectations in whatever roles I placed them in.

At the end of the day, I just love the smiles lit on the faces of my audience. It gives me the best thing I need to reward myself with – Satisfaction if nothing more…

Dedicated to...

Today is a special day for me. It is the first day of a new year in someone’s life. Therefore, I would like to express my happiness & warm feelings as a token of faith & friendship as long as there is a purpose in living…

KazicreationS

...no one is born talented. Having said that, we all have them in us. It is just that we have never looked into ourselves that seriously. I never had any. Inspiration has always been the driving force to my creativity.

For everything I have today & for everything I am, I thank the One Who Gave me the opportunity to become a gentle reminder to everyone out there that "Faith Has No Limits".

I also thank the ones who have been with me all along, especially the one who invented my brandname "KazicreationS" for nothing in return. Wherever he is today, I want him to know that words aren't just enough to express what his presence has been to me.

Thank you all for everything!
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