Chiffonesque

A mind's war is usually fought Between two lands, such as this; One, where it's never enough... and the other, where it always is.

Recently, a friend told me a story about geese. When two geese fall in love and mate, the female sings a song when they are together. When the female is no more, the gander flies to the spot where he had first met her. There, he sings his partner's song until the day he dies. ******************* The other day, I visited Jehangir Art Gallery and NGMA. There were a few interesting exhibitions at Jehangir. One had several oil paintings on the glory of the sun. I particularly liked one of a lithe man doing the Surya Namaskar on the steps of Konarak. Against the ochre background, a round, golden sun is drawn by seven horses in rainbow colors to the earth. I found this painting really innocent - like if you didn't know any better and simply prodded it on, the Sun would come down with you. Another exhibition of digital art on the Bhuj earthquake was pretty interesting. There was one of two metallic figures kneeling around a fraught, messed up globe. One figure, twisted and brok