There is a ‘spring’ in my step as spring has arrived! 9 year old Prisha Moitra, a Bookosmian from Kolkata feels it too as she puts down her happiness on canvas and sends us a beautiful write-up about art too!
Prisha is a student of Word to Word Consulting and goes to Indus Valley World School, Kolkata.
Art and I go a long way back. As a toddler, I loved to scribble with varieties of colours on the walls, bedsheets, paper. I remember having used my hands and legs as an easel too and painting them with different hues. My favourite back then was hand painting, which we did at school.
When I was five years old, my parents decided that I needed a proper tutor to nurture this hobby that was close to my heart. I soon realised that I was someone who couldn’t draw following a set of rules. Like, my colours always seemed to disobey me; they always slipped out of the dotted border my tutor drew. One more thing that I found out was that all my paintings had to have a personal touch. I didn’t always draw the way my tutor taught me. If I did not connect with my art, I ended up not liking it.
Soon I was able to draw all sorts of animals, trees, houses, sceneries, fruits and veggies, birds and many more!!
I love to take inspiration from real-life things to draw as well. Like, I try to draw birds that come and sit on our balcony. And the stray dogs that roam the streets.
Whoever made birds had a good sense of colour. Birds, with their fluorescent and vibrant feathers and gregarious nature, have always fascinated me. And, I also believe that when they sing their sweet songs, it is a signal that Spring is arriving!
When I first thought of making these pictures and sat down to do so, I was immensely excited and a bit confused since I did not know where to start from.
Which colours to pick? Which birds to draw? These questions occupied my mind I even thought deeply about how to make the perfect picturesque spring.
Creating the art that fits the theme just right can be really difficult sometimes. I had to draw several rough sketches before I finally felt like these are the birds, I know will describe spring the best. I even found the right colours for my trees and flowers. When I had the final work in front of me, I felt satisfied and happy. In my mind, I had always pictured this happy place with a lot of foliage and all the colours of Spring. The hues that my birds had on their plumage was a perfect complement to the scenery I had drawn.
My favourite was the eagle that seemed to have popped out of an imaginary world where everything seemed young, fresh and radiant.