peacock dance

it was a weird weather today. it rained and looked like it washed the colour of the sky. it seemed white. it was beautiful white, reminded me of my canvas. looked up to find some clouds to play "whats that" game but it was sort of endless white. eyes descended like the dew falls and got caught up in the branches of clapping leaves of brighter than ever green. all shades of green looked like god used vacume cleaner all around. every thing seemed fresh, lively and bright. i wanted to capture the feeling. the energy, the moment, the spectrum of beautiful vibes.  

when i was in the middle of it, i got reminded of that one creature who would have enjoyed the most. the after rain time means PEACOCK DANCING. (if you haven't seen it yet, trust me you are missing something)

(picture clicked on the stand so please avoid the bottom border)

spreading the beautiful mast, showing the sea of color that arises from beauty and grace.  the metallic neck stretches and holds the sage eyes that are disguised in the swirls of midnight blue. white that twirls around with the dance of celebration.the golden glance of him looks self obsessed (for all the obvious reasons).  the crown is the authority he holds over the world of creativity came to life. maybe the word *beautiful* was invented after seeing a peacock dance ;) 

oil on canvas

size: 3/4 feet

price: 15,000 INR (excluding shipping charges)