VIOLET HILL

247 Violet Hill

Ever since the last post like this, though I did not think of making this a series then, I wanted to write a few more similar posts. Attaining peace of mind is never easy, and sometimes talking to someone or writing about stuff helps put one in a better mood. (I know, I know, it’s a very “Well, d-uh!” kind of revelation.) Anyway, so I have been rather muddled about something – and I am trying to channel some of it, here – by way of talking to myself! ❤ (Make what you will, of this piece, and/or such.)

Dream about all that you want. Embellish a bit, write down your scattered thoughts and make lists… Paint a picture, etc. This is what you want right? Will it be good for you? Do you want to find out? Dream some more, make a goal.

Desire it. Can you do that? The universe is listening, it gives you what you want – and sometimes, all that you do not know if you need but can handle. Be pure about your intentions. Will your desires create something positive?

Dedicate to do it well, and by that, I mean – go in with your heart. There’s a difference, because you need not necessarily pour your heart and soul into it, not immediately. Don’t dwell on the future, think of the days as they come and go, deal with what you can with what you have.

Decide if it is what you want. Or that it is what you want! (Completely on your own; do not ask for or seek help… This is all you, all you.)

Do it. Do it… Do eet. DO EET! (We call that taking chances, because you will never truly know if you don’t.)

P.S. Was this helpful, or did it read too weird? Erm, also, dear friends, I have made a couple of colourful necklaces that are being sold on thejupiterskyeshop.tumblr.com. And some greeting cards, on Cupick – uh-huh! Ooh, so if we know each other IRL, you must know how much I looooove making cards and jewellery so please, please order away?

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Artwork by Roanna Fernandes

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Breaking the Habit

241 Breaking the Habit

There is no time like now! The mood particularly called for a post such as this. Do you ever feel like crap on days when everything does not seem to be going right? Or perhaps when you wake up late, find yourself with no purpose, get irritated with yourself and sometimes wish you could go back to sleep and start all over, tomorrow? I do feel like that on some days (even a few days in a row), and I know if I keep it up… It will build into some sort of mild depression (if it hasn’t already – okay, to be honest, it has but I am working on it).

There are a few websites (MoodGYM, etc.) that encourage you to do a bunch of exercises for your mind and gain some perspective, when you’re feeling absolutely pathetic. Other times, I try to just get over it which is easier said than done. Mostly, what I hate are those days when you want to cry, cry and continue to keep on crying – the kind that never really stops (those tears that are shed for no particular rhyme or reason), and that as a process is not really cleansing but that alters all the sadness you’re feeling into anger, or something equally bitter. And so, I’m breeeeeaking the habit, tonight (you are crooning with me, yes)

Clean out your closet, head, etc. Whatever bro! Cleaning really helps me at those times when I feel like a useless person. It occupies you, which is something you definitely need… It opens your mind, and just gives you something better to do rather than hate on yourself. 

Communicate what you’re feeling, erm, talk to someone maybe? I know it’s easy for me to say but trust me, it actually really isn’t. Because I prefer keeping things to myself and self-healing or whatever. It works, on occasion but I think talking to either a close friend or sibling, perhaps even a counsellor or professional helps tonnes, too. (Ooh, maintaining a journal is gold! I haven’t actually been writing very often in mine; I know I should.)

Drink uh, nothing intoxicating perhaps, at a time like this! Tea is the potion. (I know you were thinking I would have said coffee!) I prefer tea in times of distress, I love the aroma especially if it’s of the clear, herbal variety – ooh, like rose tea. Or camomile! Lavender is one to be tried.

Exercise (I know, d-uh!) But I have only come to recently appreciate the goodness that comes out of an intense work-out sesh. Good energy is what you need to snap out of it! And it’s a lot easier to tap on some good vibes through an old-fashioned run in the park, some yoga for your head, and some movement for your muscles.

Experiment with something completely new (not acid, you doof)! Be brave, just go with it. I used to think I wasn’t exactly a camping or forest sort of person until I went to one, this summer. And it was a really mild experience but nonetheless, so good for me. Much as I thought to myself that it wasn’t me, and I would be bored, that my legs wouldn’t be able to take it (making excuses, etc.) but once I was there – it wasn’t bad at all. I got to spend an entire afternoon semi-floating in the cool waters of a secret, inlet pool there, sit on pebbles that grew hot through the afternoon (steam even rose from them), lie with my head resting on warm pebbles as foamy, gushing water massaged my temples… Well, it was something! So don’t be like me or dismiss things before you know how they can be, you might hate or love it but it is better to have known, and/or tried. Promise? (Okay, just listen to Brave by Sara Bareilles if you think I’m talking out of my arse or something.)

Learn something you never have before, or that you always wanted to. I looked for some of those online courses that you can do for free and didn’t find subjects I liked, but then I was inspired by my friend Abhishek (Khan) who is teaching himself the art of drawing lettering types so I think I’m going to do some of that, myself. (Personal projects are good for you!)

Listen to good music, old sounds (read: Linkin Park), whatever inspires you or gets you going, etc. Music is like love for me, it just speaks to me whenever I’m feeling things, good or bad. I relate to it, and I think it mostly helps alter my mood or makes me feel instantly good about myself.

Rest well, and good, my sweet friend! (I gotta cut down on my daily caffeine intake, dude.) 

Shower (ing) is my favourite-st, fail-proof method to physically break out of a funk; cold or hot, take your pick but make sure your gel or shampoo smells like the best fragrance you have ever smelled. (I like the Wild Argan Oil shower gel from The Body Shop or anything that smells good to me, when I feel depressed!)

Smell fragrances that make you feel empowered or invigorated, etc. I know this sounds shallow or weird, but it does help ease the mind, etc. I think that’s why I’m overly fond of wearing perfume, lighting agarbattis and scented candles, and what-not.

P.S. Do you ever/really feel like this? Basically, I think every step is simple, is heard of and usually works. A combination of some steps work, too! I just thought of writing this post on a very random note, because as you now know; I feel like this on-and-off and it really bothers me. I just want to do more, feel more, and live more. We should not have to worry so much about making money or dying young, or not having done things; we should work at being happy, do things instead (worry less) and just be ourselves. 

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Artwork by Roanna Fernandes

The Princess Diaries

236 The Princess Diaries

For some reason, I’ve been drawing these arched windows everywhere (I just learned that this architectural style does have a name, and these curved domes are called onion domes.)… I think it probably has to do with me thinking of Delhi lately, being inspired by those Mughalesque buildings and minarets, etc. I also recently finished reading Persepolis (and watching the movie) for the third time, ever. (Which could have contributed to the obsession, too!) Marjane Satrapi’s illustrative style is one of my favourites, and as you know I do love dark outlines and objects with the little details that are drawn out so carefully (even the teacups and kettles in the book + movie look cute).

P.S. This drawing was titled Rajkumari only because the girl seems like an Indian princess standing in an arched window, and I don’t know? The hint of pink made me think of a RANI hue, and other ethnic elements. But however, I realise I am rambling, I do like how I’ve drawn this and really, badly want to start drawing and practising strokes with Illustrator. So far, I’m only equipped with fairly good Photoshop skills. Need to look for online courses; and also, get another job! Broke.

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Artwork and picture by Roanna Fernandes

 

Ode to October

Jupiter Skye, Roanna Fernandes, Ode to October, October 2013, October, Love

Look, I love to romanticise people and things okay? Er, I mean, like the fact that I don’t think I’ll ever stop getting excited about a favourite month coming along (even though it comes every year!). You already know that February tops my list but October is a special month as well. Plenty of kooky reasons, but I like ’em. Let’s raise our hats to a happy October? Yes? Yes! Okay. 

“Lavender-scented baths. Birthdays. Candied apples. Halloween. Witches. Red lipstick! Orange. Nutmeg. Pumpkins. Jack-o’-lanterns! Librans. Mysteries. Witchcraft. Voodoo. Scooby-Doo! Sweater dresses. Americano. Cardigans. Best friends. Moroccan lanterns. Drops of Jupiter. Boxy blazers. Starbucks. The Darker Half. Pleats Please by Issey Miyake. Apple pie. Bubble baths. Romances. Books. Love potion. Costumes. Wool. Legends. Coffee dates. Gloves. The Forbidden Game. Writing. Espresso. Autumn. Charcoal pencils. Trench coats. Pink ribbons. Dressing up. Moonlight. Shea shower cream. Cinnamon. Creepy stories. Holding hands. Graveyards. Conversations. Elle by Yves Saint Laurent. Black. Letters from strangers. Ruby Woo. Think of You by MS MR (RAC Remix). Frankincense. Sleep Balm. Music. Wolves. Scents. Celebrations. Scarves. Caramel toffee. Warm breezes. Scented candles. Pumpkin spice. Guys. Oh, October!”

P.S If you’re interested in my work and are thinking of a collaboration or project, please write to me and direct your queries. Just please DO NOT BRAND, LABEL, STEAL or USE my work as your own. It would thoroughly anger and disappoint me, to say the least. Translation: Pilfer my stuff, and you could die.

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Artwork by Roanna Fernandes