When life gave me Paper…

In the monsoon laden June of 2010, the husband is asked to take on a short term project in Mumbai and we decide that I would be tagging along. We are happily sent off by the family with exploding packets of VaggaraNe Avalakki (flattened rice) & Besan Ladoos (sweets made with gramflour and tons of ghee) stacked in an otherwise empty suitcase. After being bombarded with a list of “Don’t do this” & “Don’t do that” by paranoid relatives,  we taxi up to the airport with the silent thrill of uncertainty hovering in our minds.What transpired over the next three months is a journey even my day dreams failed to conjure up.
We drench in the sultry monsoon rains of Mumbai, savour piping hot Vada Pavs with a side of fried green chillies everyday at 8:30am and cross paths with the warmest of people ( some of whom I continue to stay in touch with). I fall in love with a city that isn’t Bangalore…
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The company offered to put us up in a nano-sized hotel room, owned by a nice Sardar couple. The A/C blared louder than the television. I clearly wasn’t prepared for the city’s soaring temperatures. A marsala maroon bedspread over a vibrant, printed Rajasthani bed sheet was my make do sofa. I had the added comfort of tucking in my feet in a cosy blanket. Midday wafts of Dal Tadka flooded the room coupled with sounds of mustard seeds sputtering in hot oil. A grey-black granite slab jutting out from the wall became a prayer corner.  While the husband was at work, I was cooped up in this tiny space and while the first few hours were spent organizing & devotedly basking in laziness, the rest of the day felt like eternity. The kind owner lady assured me that she would scour for hobby classes through her evening walk. The next morning  I enrolled in Paper Quilling classes. I knew I had found something to kill time.
What I didn’t know was this: Being cramped up in a hotel room, many miles away from home would wind up extracting oodles of creativity from me. I didn’t know was that the little granite slab would become a workspace strewn away with strips of pastels, flaming reds & ombres. I also didn’t know I would indulge in a whirlwind romance with paper & glue.
I quilled my heart away for the next three months oblivious of the rains that pitter pattered out our window….rolling, gluing and putting together flowers, leaves & abstracts. The devils workshop of an idle mind vanished deep into the recesses of my brain with every idea that sprung on sleepless nights. Reveries transformed from shoe shopping at Linking Road to gleefully idling away at the craft store in Nadco Complex.
This is where it all began….
(Mumbai holds a special place in our hearts and I hope to write & share sometime,more of the happy things we experienced in that very loving city)
A couple of months later we found ourselves in Jersey City and in the two years that followed, I quilled almost everyday (sans the days we vacationed), conducted classes and sold some creations online & at bustling art markets. Then it was Hello Bangalore! once again. Bangalore was kind & welcoming because I found myself hustling between classes at home, several happy students going in and out. I like to think that I learnt more than I taught.I also think I have a long journey of learning ahead.
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Quilling is the art of rolling paper strips into a design…simple, complicated, miniature, massive. When students perplexedly remark that it appears more byzantine than they would like, I always assure them this : It’s not as hard as it looks. Additionally, the scope it offers is  as versatile as that offered by brush and a palette of paints. This is a tangled labyrinth they won’t regret being lost in.
Quilling has taught me that Amma’s (mom) patience lending genes have indeed taken precedence over my father’s contrasting ones and have made their way through to me since every composition takes a certain amount of time to achieve. It was in that little room in magical Mumbai that I learnt the meaning of being passionate about something.
Romantic gloomy days coupled with a warm cup of tea & a plethora of coloured strips continue to be my panacea. I’m currently in the midst of getting an online Etsy store ready and rather chuffed about it. Lest I forget, I’m thankful to the teacher in Mumbai who introduced me to this world that has caught me by addiction albeit in only positive ways…

I’ll admit I’ve barred & hidden all the initially made kitschy pieces but here’s a minuscule display of my work….I do hope you like it…
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104 thoughts on “When life gave me Paper…

  1. Deft, nimble and versatile talent showcased in all its abundance here and DD, I am truly in awe of the many hats you wear with aplomb. Incidentally, there was this demo class by a guy in the college who was doing Origami in order to support a charity cause and I was transported into the world of colourful paper -transforming into works of art that was alive and the quill post was a coincidence that is unbelievable..the pics are stupendous as always and loved the jhumkas..

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    1. I’m truly humbled by these kind words Sunita:) Thank you so much!!!
      It’s been a while since I wore those Jhumkas but making them was the first thing I did as soon as I bought a sari…
      Origami to support a cause sounds amazing! It’s colourful & I’ve always been a little intimidated by it.:)

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  2. How exquisite, Divya! Each piece is a masterpiece. Such beauty in the arts, truly takes a talented heart. Appreciate the genius in you for sharing such remarkable works. Enjoy your time in Mumbai. I’m not far, I could accompany you for coffee or masala tea, whatever you like. 💕😜

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  3. I have never seen such quilling work before.. oh my god, you are amazing Divya.. so creative.. Loved each and every piece you have shared.. I am reading ur blog for the 1st time and I am already in love with it.. You settled in bangalore now? Loved ur work.. simply superb..

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  4. Quilling is a big rage these days, especially in Mumbai. Two friends of mine have devoted their spare time towards it. You know, for the longest time I thought you were from Mumbai. 🙂 Nice to know a little more about you. It’s the city we call home — although our roots are further south. You’ve lead quite an interesting life city hopping across India, the US, and Canada. Your artwork amazes me. And your cooking too! And you’re a dentist! You’re incredibly talented, Divya. I really enjoyed reading this post, like so many of your other posts. For me, it’s like this warm fuzzy feeling and lot of nostalgic memories of home.

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    1. Hi Cheryl
      You’re from Mumbai? Which part? Mumbai & it’s people are so loving and we had a beautiful time there.. I hope to elaborate sometime 🙂
      And which part of South?
      Thank you so much for reading & for the appreciation:) I’m truly grateful Cheryl:)
      And the feeling is mutual , might I add… I so enjoy reading your posts:)
      You’re right… Quilling is a rage… That’s the perfect choice of words because everyone I know seems to be into it… It is addictive:)

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      1. Haha! From the suburbs in Mumbai. My roots lie in Karnataka, a place called Mangalore. 🙂 Basil’s a mix of Kerala and Goa. Some diversity? But, we’re pretty neutral when it comes to culture. That’s why, I rarely talk about it. 🙂

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      2. Mangalore is a few hours away from my home, Bangalore… We’ve visited when I was a child… I remember Malpe beach:) I have some friends from places near Mangalore & I love that dialect of Kannada & Neer Dose:)
        I’ve to admit… Litttttle envious of Basil for being able to live in Goa… It’s our favourite place!:)

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  5. You have got magic in those hands, my dear. My elder sister is also into paper quilling and I have seen that it needs patience and pure talent 🙂 Also, happy to know you fell in love with Mumbai. Mumbai is my hometown and despite it being so crowded and humid and what not, it will always remain my baby 🙂

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    1. Shamira you’re too kind:) Thank you for that generous compliment:)
      You just wait , I’ll soon write a post about our beautiful experience in that loving city❤️

      I totally understand how you feel…. Home is always home isn’t it?:) I always experience a typical , familiar Bangalore aroma…small things like that:)
      Thanks for reading ❤️
      XO

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  6. Your creations are more than beautiful Divya… loved the combination of colors there, it certainly needs a good sense! Liked those minute curls, curves and finishing! Amazed by your multiple talents…hats off…and keep it all coming!

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      1. Im so impressed with you work! How satisfying it must be for you when you finish a piece and hold it up for the first time! They are all so beautiful! You are feeding your soul a wonderful diet sweet girl I hope you never stop!

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  7. Reblogged this on Sparkle and commented:
    What beautiful artwork this is! Paper craft done with some kind of magic for sure!! Somedays it really pays off to stop for a minute and look around! Im so glad to be following this womans blog it just makes me feel good each time I visit!! ❤ Glad to have you here Divya! ❤

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  8. Ur so talented divya….you write so eloquently and you quill beautifully…iv tried quilling last year or so…never took any classes and it never went beyond the initial flower,leaves and baby ducks 😋..so.thid is just unbelievably awsome….love reading your posts…

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    1. You’re too sweet Malibu:) I’m humbled by your kind words. Thank you for the encouragement:). Im far from being an expert… long way to go:)
      Every piece of creativity is beautiful my dear since there are no rules in art ….I’ll be sure to check out your wonderful, beautiful creations:)

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  9. Divya, I simply cannot believe that all those beautifully intricate designs are rolled up paper. Not sure if it is Mumbai or it is just that the time at hand let out your creative juices on a spree, for they are simply absolutely beautiful, Divya! Loved the flower art the best.

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