The history of mankind is carried on the back of a HORSE.

My Muse & Me sat beneath the lovely shade of trees, gales singing the songs of springs and dandelions swaying to rhythms of winds.

The One who Powers The Divinity itself, The One who Drives The Humanity to Heights 

Sat Beside Me As I Painted In Water Colours its Journey of Sprights

BROWN my colour of choice as MY MUSE  EARTHY & HUMBLE epitomise

 Resilience, Reliability, Panache & Poise

My Brown Earth The nuturer, My MUSE the POWER of Nurturance

My Brown Earth The mother, My MUSE the WARMTH of Motherhood

My Brown Earth The Saviour, MY MUSE the HEALER of Hearts

My Brown Earth The Whole, MY MUSE the WHOLESOMENESS of Soul

My Brown Earth The Protector, My MUSE the SAFE CRADLE WITH SADDLE

My Brown Earth The Home, My MUSE the FOUNDATION of CIVILISATIONS

My Brown Earth Stone & Wood, MY MUSE the HONESTY on which HISTORY  stood

Gypsy  gold does not chink and glitter.

It GLEAMS in the sun and NEIGHS in the dark.

A saying of  Claddaugh Gypsies of Galway (Celtic Culture)

Every child is an artist.  The problem is how to remain ARTIST once you grow up”, said the legendary Pablo Picasso.

I am truly blessed that because of my muse by my side since childhood,                                I have been, I am and I remain – AN ARTIST

I remain 

Neerajj Mittra

Visual Artist, Art Curator, Gallerist & Explorer of Life

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