I took a high dive from a pair of grass-green platform shoes once in Boston Garden, in the Spring. The weather was wonderful, sunny and war...

Maharaj Kathak. Stencil and collage.

The last day of the year. In the morning I walked in the hotel gardens. The air was cool, still, damp from rain in the night, almost no one ...

Some inanimate objects seem full of character, to have a kind of machine-consciousness. I felt like that about this small road roller, which...

I 'saw' the cover of this book in my mind's eye as I was walking up on the flat roof of our house one evening: 5-paise coins in ...

Drawing faces from the newspaper:

The inner life of things, scrapbooking division. These horses are pensive, but ready to do their duty.

I made this picture of my mother from a photograph taken before her marriage, in 1948: I used an old book page, with very soft paper. I h...

I've inaugurated the watercolour book which I showed off in the post just before this one.  I wanted to paint something without a plan, ...

Someone gave me a pretty wedding invitation; the paisley motif on the front inspired me to make a little watercolour book: Coptic binding...

I've been filling up my new sketchbook (see the post below this). The papers are of different sizes and varieties, which is more interes...

I felt the urge to bind a book. I wanted it to be fun, and to allow mistakes. I collected an assortment of papers, in different sizes...

Leaf-dappled sunlight on a fountain: visible / invisible. Quickgold / quicksilver. Fall / strike / rise. Catch me if you can!

Upstairs  Flowers  Upstairs2 More flowers

A butler in the club bar Sunlight picked out these leaves and made them burn with green flame - in the small back garden of the suite T...

We had coffee near Elliot's Beach in Adyar. I saw these things: The Motorcycle Seat of Broken Dreams Braque-ish colours Demonic P...

I was going through old papers, and came across these photographs, the first R ever took, as a boy, using a borrowed box camera. As it happ...

It was raining when I came downstairs. The air was beautifully cool. I don't go into the garden very often: I look at greenness from ins...

I love windows. I love old, untended buildings. I loved this window and this building, and painted them from a photograph which I took last ...