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The State of Art

My first step into Art College has always been a question mark to me till now as I have reached the final obstacle for which my friends & myself had to go through another four to reach the fifth & final one, in all these obstacles their paths seemed very simple but going through them you had to always roam around with a needle & thread. Especially when it comes to talk about your classmates its something hard. Right away lets brief you about our past experiences.


1st YEAR, THE, THAT, FELLING DOWN TO EARTH EXPERIENCE
Imagine yourself in a perspective world with unbelievable dimensions & shapes right away in your 1st year with all 2 Dimensional objects just flat on one side & mountains on the other. “Well you if you do understand what I mean you see when you put one dexk on top of other dexk it form bidling.” Mouthwatering water color demonstrations left us flabbergasted. Well that was too much for a brief.

The 2nd year was a bit of hard work or working hardly, farout layouts, principles of designs used in a weird manner some color used purposely to please the class-teachers etc.… But in short as days went by, we learnt the art of “Yeh Maska Lagarkar Dekho.”

In 3rd year it was always at 4.30 in the evening we would refresh our breaths (Ask a few fifth year students) & developments of innocent minds (What’s your ;:%#@&*!?#* problem) but it always reflects your image when you are in a stage of anti-maturity. You are always in the middle of a brush stroke when you get your ears twisted, pat on the shoulder all don unintentionally. Brief I almost forgot.

4th Year. The Bombay tour. B’rthday Party on the train. 7th world of heaven experiences. Tongue-twisting fights in class room. Developing minds still getting developed.

5th Year. What now we’ve reached such a state that we have mastered all the techniques in almost every field. The evacuation from Kuwait to the new state of heart-attacks, liver-cirrohsis & brains getting psyched. 1 st year we freaked out, beaches, outdoor sketching, 2nd year, scared. 3rd year a bit, 4th year a little more and now in the 5th year its hovering around the staff & now the plane has lifted off & now that our 3rd term has yet to start. We got to still learn how to sharpen our pencils.

By Ashwin Nayampally.

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