Finding Art and Beauty in Home and Kitchen Chores

This post may appear to be a bit weird and rather funny to some, but I love being weird at times. Don’t you think it’s always a good idea to see beauty in everything?

The title reminds me of two of my previous photography posts called ‘Water Droplets Captured My Way’ and ‘Melting Ice’, which also befit the art and beauty in home and kitchen category. Though these captures had made me think and write about life and its deeper meanings, the following photographs make me laugh at my own sense of photography and admiring beauty.

These photographs will make it clear of what my idea of instinctive photography is and how my craving for seeking beauty even within the confines of my home makes me the person I am. Weird for some and beautiful for others! I guess each one of has that child in us, some people just keep that weirdo, that child, up and awake in their hearts. 😉

The first photograph is of a bottle gourd that I started chopping, but forgot amidst focusing on some other work. On returning after some 15-20 minutes I saw water droplets appear at the periphery of the cut bottle gourd. It looked so appealing to my eyes that I couldn’t help but photograph it against the backdrop of sunlight shining through the window. The resulting capture looked so beautiful to me that I wished to share it with all of you. 🙂

The second photograph proves that I can be an absolute manic when it comes to being imaginative and creating patterns out of nothing. Below is a pattern that got created while I was scouring the griddle with a dish washing powder. :p The design looked similar to a peacock’s feathers when opened completely (absolutely my imagination). I was intrigued by the formation, liked it and clicked it.

The only words that come to my mind after writing this post are ‘always keep your childlike nature alive, it keeps you going during the toughest of times and most humdrum of tasks.’ I have kept the child in me alive and I am absolutely proud of it.

Hope you like this.

Photography Instincts: Melting Ice

This is the photograph of ‘frozen water’, which I captured almost three years back. This is ice in a metal container, just starting to melt at the sides. The melt down created arrays of air bubbles, a visual treat that urged me to capture this moment.

Melting Ice

It felt as though the tiny air bubbles were waiting for the ice above them to melt away and be liberated to be a part of the fresh air all around.

Whenever I sit alone, trying to find some ‘me’ time, I find it relaxing to go through photos and albums, new and old. And this photograph of ‘Melting Ice’ always gathers my attention. It makes me stop and think. It brings two perspectives about life and relationships to my mind, and I must confess that my frame of thoughts and mood play a vital role in forming these perspectives.

After having gone through a difficult moment in life or in relationships, the ‘frozen’ water appears to me as hard feelings that the bitter moments leave behind and the bubbles appear as the daggers of regret, piercing through the hard of these feelings, making it even more painful to bear the moment.

Not at all positive, I know. This is just the first of the two perspectives though! 🙂

When I revisit this picture after a few hours or days, my mind and heart give way to the second perspective, an altogether new meaning to the pic.

This time I see the warmth of the air around the frozen water, helping the ice to melt and the bubbles to be freed , just like the warmth of strong relationships that flourish on the hope that the ice of hard feelings will melt away and the bubbles of bottled up emotions and regret will be freed.

Finally, we are just left with water, so transparent and moldable, a fine example and a wonderful basis for any healthy relationship.

Hope you like this.

Photography Instincts: Water Droplets Captured My Way

Mornings can get so monotonous and bore you out when you have to get down to doing household chores even before a refreshing cup of tea.

I captured this photograph on an early winter morning in my kitchen, at the time when I had just set cold milk to boil on the gas burner. Yes, that’s true and that’s why I call myself an instinctive photographer. 😉

I had an instinct to capture these tiny droplets in my lens before the heat of the flames made them vanish into nowhere, leaving me in the kitchen with the daily chores.

When the cold milk came in contact with the heat from the flame, tiny droplets of water appeared on the outside of the vessel. They trickled down and at some places formed a trail of water or left an array of tiny water droplets descending from the rim of the vessel to form bigger ones at the bottom, creating visually appealing patterns.

Tiny Droplets Creating a Lovely Pattern

The beautiful picture that the droplets created, made me think of yet another beautiful morning.

As I observed the water droplets sliding and gliding down the milk vessel, my gaze fell through the kitchen window on the leaves and flowers in the garden area, on which similar dew drops rested, waiting for the warmth of the morning sun to make them evaporate into thin air.

The droplets of water on the vessel in my kitchen and the dew drops that lay on the leaves and flowers outside, made me wonder about the magic of science and nature, and how the greatest magician up there makes His presence felt every moment, even in the smallest of things, the dullest of chores. So idyllic and mesmerizing!

And no doubt some wise men always say, ‘enjoy the smallest pleasures of life’!

Photography Instincts:That Broken Twig!

One day while crossing the road of a local market, I came across this broken twig from a nearby tree. My eyes instantly fell on it and I was intrigued by the sheer beauty of its symmetry, each of the six leaves half dried and half green lay lifeless on the road.

That Broken Twig

Was it a picture of the onset of autumn, when the leaves or twigs, like many others, are destined to drop from its branch one day or was it the twig’s tough luck that a pair of quarreling crows on the branch forced it to part ways from its companions, still flourishing and lush green up there?

I guess the latter was true. Its half green and half dried state signified its once lush green appearance and how its leaves were gradually drying out at the edges. The day was approaching when it would completely dry out and crumble into pieces to become a part of mother earth, which had once nourished it to life.

So much said, at that hour I only had my mobile phone handy. And since I never miss a chance to capture Mother Nature’s sheer beauty, I captured this one in my phone and my memory.

Its just the beginning

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