They were marred,
And tied down.
But they stayed put;
Resilient as her soul.
For the flight was destined
Somewhere, many skies away.
And no world today could take away her
My anxious mind couldn’t get out of bed. Inhale. Exhale. Time to declutter, I thought.
The thoughts spilled out, all at once. They fell to the floor like flowers dispersed by a light breeze. An overwhelming sight, these thoughts laid out raw with their infant buds and thorny stems.
I picked them up, one by one. Whether perfect or awry, each floret had a destiny to follow, a coherence attached to it, a place to end up in. Some were gently preserved in a vase by the window; some left out to dry between pages of over-read novel, each rationalized to fit beautifully in its fate.
They somehow don’t seem so daunting now do they?
Featuring: Ava by Urth Label | Concept & Words: Dhwani Kathotia | Photography: Chahat Kathotia
Overcome by pale waves, skin etched with tan lines, getting back into bed after breakfast, reading through mid-afternoon rains and chasing ice-cream trucks - here’s a set of postcards that encapsulate the sunny, sticky, happy mess that summer is.
For this project I took the roles of blogger, conceptualiser and photographer - the best of all worlds. I worked with Colorbar to create imagery by taking a trip down to the happy place in my mind, where summer vacations meant collecting little trinkets and postcards.
I’ve spent the year exploring myself creatively and learning a little every single day. The best way to quantify growth is to do work that makes you happy. Sure, I have new additions to my to-do list everyday but for now I’m smiling at where its all headed.
Photography: Chahat Kathotia & Dhwani Kathotia
Concept & Words: Dhwani Kathotia
Every day I watched - conversations between the sky and sea. It wasn’t long before I turned into a regular spectator — perched on the balcony with my wandering lens against the same patch of sky and sea.
The sea whispered with a light crash of waves; it made the sky blush - some days in a deep pink, others in a feverish yellow. All along, the sky patiently stood by and watched the sea, through its chaos and calm. A love story in the making.
And I, with the passing sun and moon, continued to watch. Conversations between the sky and sea.
Photography & Words: Dhwani Kathotia
Shot in Uluwatu, Bali.
A sea of dreams,
I hit pause.
For I will stay,
Stay a while
Buried in these crystal dreams.
If I had the task of finding a word to describe how the past year went by, I think I’d go with “discovery”. Discovery of a new self, discovering a foreign city or just a new light on that same old boundary wall, discovering new boundaries with work and simply re-discovering the (temporarily astray) passion to experiment.
I wouldn’t get around to preaching like a completely transformed self because I'm sure I’m not all the way there. But here's the thing about change, it makes its way to us - somewhere, somehow. So I sit here, dreaming in the little dizzy trap of change, looking forward. To the new and to what I can create this year.
As there’s a lot more to come, I leave this post open-ended. For now, my dreams and milky chai beckon..