Category: Reflective Journal

Reflectively written blogposts that allow me to ponder on my research and experiences to conceptualize ideas for future direction

Research paper brainstorming part 2

Research paper brainstorming part 2

My research paper has not taken form as yet. It is still amorphous research and concepts. But I am moving forward with it. You could say I am electively burrowing down an endless rabbit hole. The study I engaged in since this morning was supposed to yield some substantial outcome, leave me with perhaps a solid working title. But all its done so far is spark more ideas in my head. But I won’t give in just yet. Here’s a link to the brainstorming I did this morning. It’s led me to more books and more ideas, but I see …

Tutorial 3

Tutorial 3

Thanks to three month long summer vacations in Jeddah, the rhythm of my blog was completely thrown off. I ended up writing blogposts in my head on planes, while running after kids, in meetings and even while painting! But never got a chance to actually post them here. I did write down all the topics I want to write about, though, so that I don’t accidentally miss out a blogpost. Here’s another reason why I haven’t returned too frequently to the blog of late. I am officially freaked out by the upcoming end of Unit 1. Random, frightened thoughts are …

The Untold Edition — BTS

This project has consumed the last few months of my creative energy. So much work has gone into conceptualizing and executing it that it is difficult for me to even pen it down. I am literally answering emails and in meetings at all hours trying to set things up with collaborators and coordinate with team members and participants, approving and creating graphics, getting stuff printed and god knows what else. It has literally been so much work that last week I reached the point where I asked myself the question we often ask in the middle of a painting that …

Embracing the storyteller

You know what can be terrifying sometimes? Realizing that you have so many interests, passions and ambitions that you end up feeling totally unfocused. Four years ago I picked art and I have the consistency disease. I literally stick by what I choose through thick or thin. So while the fear was always there, so was art. I wouldn’t give it up, even in the moments where I felt I was a fake, pretending to be an artist. But you know what that did? That sole, blinders-on kind of focus made me exclude some of my other interests as important. …