never seizes to amaze me the artistic endeavor of creation... and then i see a wrenches and other odd assortments... truly a masterpiece as stated...
vibhutib said…
Thanks a ton Ramesh.
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Thankyou Gemma, am an artist and most of the pieces I am happy with were made on instinct! :))
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Thanku Sumit..:)
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Thankyou Harshad..:)
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Yes Nanka, there are many creative sculptors who actually get such crazy ideas and are able to also give shape to them!
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Thankyou Teresa,:)
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Thanku Cheryl, :)
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Dont worry Amanda, you are very creative in your writng and it is an art in itself~!! I am an artist and when we were given this exercise at colg I created out of instinct. So heres an haiku celebrating that ..:)
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Thankyou Ms. Pie, We'd done a similar exercise at my art colg. where we had to assemble odd parts like these abd create a graceful figurine..I wasnt as successful but this artist had surely made a masterpiece. I dedicate this haiku to him!!! :D
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This post has been published by me as a part of the Blog-a-Ton 13 ; the thirteenth edition of the online marathon of Bloggers; where we decide and we write. To be part of the next edition, visit and start following Blog-a-Ton . February 1901- In the small Midnapore district of Bengal in British India was born a little brown girl with intelligent beady eyes. The mother used to work as a maid with the wealthy Mukhopadhyay family in their district. She had enjoyed listening to her mistress recite Rabindranath Tagore’s poetry, as she fanned her, one lazy afternoon. So when her own little brown daughter was born she knew what they would call her. She would be Khanika , a beautiful girl rightly named after Tagore’s beautiful poetry. “Eta Lakshmi Maa!” Her family soon began referring to her as the goddess of wealth because no sooner had she arrived that The Railway Company came forward and offered jobs to the local unemployed men along with other additional incentive...
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A commendable sense of purpose to create uniquely!! I suppose :D
I am an artist and when we were given this exercise at colg I created out of instinct.
So heres an haiku celebrating that ..:)
well done.