Summer Holidays= a good time to revive IF-ing!

I feel bad about not doing almost a year's worth of IF. Sigh. I hope to launch the good old habit again with this week's theme.

IF: Launch

Sinohi decided that it was good time to launch her career in the rocket-business.

this year(I mean academic college year, I'm no time-traveller) ran like a rabbit on roller skates

and here's my little 'miscellaneous' works, college creativity, shall we say:

First up, my first logo-design which now is the official logo (shiny sparks) of the Shakespeare Society's annual one-act play competition, the Rajpal Memorial:




While I'm at it, I designed the poster (and had much fun backstage) for the Shakespeare Society's annual production, Othello. The poster has three versions:

1. I call this the pull the strings version:


2. and this the bad anime version

3. and I don't call this anything, it's the official poster-cum-brochure-cover version


note: the Othello-Desdemona-Iago of 1 & 2 are all paper cut-outs



and then another logo for the English Literary Society's annual fest LOGOS:


this year's theme: Literature and the Body, hence the open book, the torso emerging from it which transforms into the nib of a pen writing the book.

I might as well put up the stuff drawn for blogs:
1.my illustration of The Thought Fox by Ted Hughes (for the English Literary Society's blog)

2. follow me!
3. and the header for a blog which a few of us have just begun (click picture, go visit!)


and this was a little musical endeavour:


So it's been quite an interesting First Year... of posters and logos and elephants and all, so here's looking at a more-creative second year:

(and this was random)

The years shall run like rabbits —W. H. Auden

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3.

4.

Let me tell you a story.

Promises Are Made Under Trees

Arrows Break Everything

Rain Makes It Colder

Once Upon a Time

the night did not call out you. why did you go then Porphyria?

For Browning...




She left the light and warmth of home...the clouds threatned...the wind tried to pull her back...there were stones in her path...the moon tried to warn her...the candle would soon go out too...but Porphyria...why did you go outdooors that night?

IF: Caged

Caged

Miss Rosenoir is all impressed about her exotic bird collection. But little does she realize that her cold heart is more caged than theirs...

(tried out a new style this time...and it's a photograph of my work, hence the whitenesss of the flash...scanner out of reach for the time being...)

Seasons continued...

Autumn


the mellow season in Kolkata is not really mellow...


Winter






ahh winter...

I'm back ... and school's over by the way

So I'd been busy studying all through December to March (and it did pay off; allow me to boast...I scored a whooping 95.5% in finals), lazied around all April and busy applying for colleges now in May....

School days are over and this is uncanny for me. Things have to move on, they say...


And it got me thinking... about

moving on,
change,
cycles
....and I feel this to be the perfect time to post a series I did last year.

Seasons


Spring
although pretty short-lived here in India and connected to final exams through all 13 years of school, I love the season...


Summer
In India it'd be a crime to compare your lover (or you enemy for that matter) to a summer's day... therefore, to personify summer I chose a generalized, universal, Shakespearean summer.

Monsoons


Monsoons mean a lot to me...somehow raindrops, gray clouds always go with memories and nostalgia....