Till they fall..

An acrylic on canvas 8 by 10 inches, I thought, what is the best way to  enjoy autumn, living in a place where not much green is seen, well, by creating one from memory! Here I go with my bright yellows and oranges, the time spent on this one was really joyful.

As a coincidence, when I finished this painting, I got a phone call from my 88 years old aunt who lives in the US, after many months of no contact. She was sounding excited that she made a call to talk to me to catch up with my life, '' Dont keep the phone down too soon dear, I want to talk to you today for hours, it is always a pleasure to listen to you, but probably this will be the last conversation I will have with you for this life time! I have lead a full life and it is time for me to go!" (Seems she is in the advanced stage of her terminal illness, her days numbered). She went on with her conversation with so much of zest and enthusiasm, it amazed me! Well, I thought, she probably feels like those bright, colorful leaves looking so cheerful till they fall.

Quoting John Burroughs, " How beautifully leaves grow old.How full of light and color are their last days", it probably holds good for few people like my aunt, but I pray it holds good for all.

For the love for her son

Acrylic on 26 by 32 inch canvas. I am intrigued by the designs and  hand work on the Omani caps that form an important part of the Omani men's traditional attire. I heard the story of an Omani mother who painstakingly embroiders designs on the caps for all her sons. She some times takes as long as an year to finish a cap with the intricate designs. I saw a mother's love in this gesture more than anything else and also the son's pride for his mother. I thought this would make a lovely subject for me to paint.
A mother's love brings light in to a child's life and a true mother understands even what her child does not say!