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Fleshing Out the Flowers

2011-02-28T02:46:00.002+05:30

and they said these are just numbers!!??

2011-01-20T18:38:00.002+05:30

The Playground

2011-01-09T13:29:00.001+05:30

ME & MYSELF AND LOADS OF OTHER THINGS!!!

2011-01-08T23:39:00.004+05:30

ME & MYSELF AND THERE ARE LOADS OF OTHER THINGS!!!

Thumbnailed Roads

2011-01-07T22:13:00.004+05:30

roads are going down and the people too are sailing like a river, a river that sounds like the cageless birds, seeing the dusty sky ...

The Siamese fighting fish (Betta splendens)

2010-11-08T17:18:00.002+05:30

AARRGHHH!

2010-10-28T17:35:00.000+05:30

NOW I VOMIT WORDS

2010-10-28T17:34:00.002+05:30

Now I vomit words. And blood, too.

The Puppet and the String

2010-10-26T15:20:00.003+05:30

We couldn't remove it. We made it invisible. Almost. BRAVO!

Rain, Riot & Accidental Brain Fries

2010-08-14T12:46:00.001+05:30

The Carbon Fairies

2010-07-22T23:00:00.003+05:30

De-constructive Re-construction: An Auto-collaboration with a painting of Suman Kalyan Ghosh

2010-07-21T01:03:00.007+05:30

SLURP!!

2010-07-03T05:20:00.002+05:30

কী? (What?)

2010-06-23T13:57:00.001+05:30

Unjustified Melancholies of Paranoid Green

2010-06-23T13:49:00.002+05:30

The Fantabulous Story of Mr. Frame & Mrs. Religion

2010-05-31T20:09:00.003+05:30

The fantabulous story of Mr. Frame & Mrs. Religion, who met at a circus!

'Colours' by Mumbai

2010-05-31T14:33:00.021+05:30

Labyrinths of Mutual Nothingness #5

2010-05-31T14:32:00.002+05:30

Labyrinths of Mutual Nothingness #4

2010-05-31T14:32:00.001+05:30

Labyrinths of Mutual Nothingness #3

2010-05-31T14:31:00.002+05:30

Labyrinths of Mutual Nothingness #2

2010-05-31T14:21:00.002+05:30

Labyrinths of Mutual Nothingness #1

2010-05-31T14:14:00.004+05:30

Necropolis

2010-01-28T13:24:00.005+05:30

Text on the image could roughly be translated as:

Among the brain-full corpses and dead bodies of those cities, the brain, too, becomes a dead body. Then the brain, (or the corpse), is labelled and the stories of tiny sky-holes of our minds are penned down, carefully!

Published on Otoliths, Issue 17

Scribbler Earth 05

2008-09-23T23:54:00.004+05:30

See more visuals from this "Scribbler Earth" series and read brief notes on them >

In and Out 3

2008-09-20T16:47:00.001+05:30

In and Out 1

2008-09-18T19:18:00.003+05:30

Monkeying 02

2008-08-06T02:12:00.001+05:30

Monkeying 01

2008-08-05T18:52:00.002+05:30

Shadowgraphy

2008-08-04T20:06:00.003+05:30

Each shadow speaks of a WAR!

Duality

2008-08-04T20:03:00.001+05:30

A Day at Belur / Halebidu with a Friend

2008-07-10T04:26:00.004+05:30

More Photos from Belur-Halebidu, India

Dark Horses, Rusted Moon: A Narrative

2008-06-27T22:43:00.011+05:30

DARK HORSES, RUSTED MOON: SHOT 1

DARK HORSES, RUSTED MOON: SHOT 2

DARK HORSES, RUSTED MOON: SHOT 3

DARK HORSES, RUSTED MOON: SHOT 4

DARK HORSES, RUSTED MOON: SHOT 5

DARK HORSES, RUSTED MOON: SHOT 6

DARK HORSES, RUSTED MOON: LAST SHOT

CLICK TO SEE THE FULL IMAGE

Composition by My Plants 02

2008-06-27T03:35:00.002+05:30

Composition by My Plants 01

2008-06-27T03:27:00.002+05:30

Composition with Lilly Leaf

2008-06-27T00:32:00.000+05:30

A Close-Up

2008-06-26T20:35:00.006+05:30

This photo is a part of the series of photographs I have taken during a short trip to Ooty and Kunnur, two small hill station Tamilnadu, India. More photos from this series can be viewed here »

Glass Abstraction 02

2008-06-25T11:54:00.001+05:30

Glass Abstraction 01

2008-06-25T11:51:00.000+05:30

Around My House 1705: Domestic Lines 03

2008-06-25T11:44:00.001+05:30

Around My House 1705: Domestic Lines 02

2008-06-25T11:41:00.003+05:30

Around My House 1705: Domestic Lines 01

2008-06-25T11:36:00.008+05:30

Around My House 1605: Bitter Gourd Plant

2008-06-25T11:36:00.005+05:30

Jetty 01

2008-06-25T11:28:00.001+05:30

Barred

2008-06-25T11:15:00.001+05:30

Way The Minds Blow

2008-06-18T12:57:00.002+05:30

Reflection

2008-05-09T18:21:00.001+05:30

Around My House: Mundane Life Amazing Visuals

2008-05-09T18:20:00.004+05:30

Blake in Photoshop

2008-01-24T00:19:00.000+05:30

City Collage 01

2008-01-03T21:39:00.000+05:30

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Screen Shot 01

2008-01-03T21:19:00.000+05:30

This graphics is a manipulated and enhanced version of a composite snap of my laptop, its wall paper and my window's reflection on the TFT screen of my MacBook.

MacShot 063

2007-12-13T14:53:00.000+05:30

See more about MacShot at SamitRoy.org

Revolution by Consent

2007-11-22T14:09:00.001+05:30

Wild Pepper Forest - Reworked

2007-11-22T14:01:00.001+05:30

I have reworked on the earlier version of 'Wild Pepper Forest' to create a cover for a Bengali Literature Magazine, Kaurab, which was founded by Kamal Chakraborty, a magazine which he also edited for 30 years.

Read more on this work »

Unwanted Illustration

2007-11-20T15:18:00.000+05:30

Unwanted Illustration

2007-11-20T15:13:00.000+05:30

MacShot 062

2007-08-30T06:08:00.001+05:30

Insomnia in red and white

Saturday 25th August 2007 6.22 AM

Few more random images picked up from my "MacShot Project"

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My MacShot Project:
A series of low-res unedited (except built-in features in Mac Photobooth) photos of myself and other objects surrounding me and my MacBook, taken by the tiny inbuilt Webcam and a software called Photobooth that came with the MacBook.

MacShot 061

2007-08-30T05:24:00.001+05:30

Insomnia in Blue!

Saturday 25th August 2007 6.22 AM

My MacShot Project:
A series of low-res unedited (except built-in features in Mac Photobooth) photos of myself and other objects surrounding me and my MacBook, taken by the tiny inbuilt Webcam and a software called Photobooth that came with the MacBook.

MacShot 60

2007-08-30T05:22:00.001+05:30

Anger in red!

Time: Not noted!

My MacShot Project:
A series of low-res unedited (except built-in features in Mac Photobooth) photos of myself and other objects surrounding me and my MacBook, taken by the tiny inbuilt Webcam and a software called Photobooth that came with the MacBook.

Exodus

2007-08-30T05:02:00.002+05:30

MacShot 056

2007-08-30T04:57:00.001+05:30

Thursday 5 July 2007 20.54 PM (IST)

.. i saw him .. the green monster .. with a bleeding heart ..

My MacShot Project:
A series of low-res unedited (except built-in features in Mac Photobooth) photos of myself and other objects surrounding me and my MacBook, taken by the tiny inbuilt Webcam and a software called Photobooth that came with the MacBook.

Family Photograph

2007-07-05T22:04:00.001+05:30

Landscape in the Mist: Remembering Angelopoulos

2007-06-08T23:41:00.001+05:30

Landscape in the Mist: Remembering Angelopoulos

An extention of this work!

Music in Blues

2007-05-02T13:10:00.000+05:30

Music in Blues (2007)

Another aimless graphics! Well, not so aimless actually! I am planning to put it as a poster oin the walls of my study!

Glo ball isation

2007-04-10T12:34:00.000+05:30

Glo ball isation (2007)

And you can see it's a time for Glo ball isation - an age of Glowing Balls!

See the Bengali Version here! [Requires IE]

Melon Time

2007-04-10T12:28:00.000+05:30

Melon Time (2007) [Tormujkaal]

I see the dead watermelons in this season and red.

Read the Bengali version here! [Requires IE]

Untitled

2007-03-23T00:56:00.000+05:30

Untitled (2007)

I always like those aimless, apparently meaningless, untitled images that I generate while playing with or scribling on my old, dumped or unfinished works on a lazy morning or a Saturday night! I never wanted to achieve something or preach some messages through these works. They are just visual expressions of a particular state of my subconscious mind and they are never conscious constructions with specific goals. I just let the colors and lines flow as they want resulting images that6 talk about themselves, not about me or my consciuos thought process.

Park Street Jn.

2007-03-05T09:08:00.000+05:30

Park Street Jn. (2004)

Kolkata, formerly known as Calcutta, always amuses me, with her vibrancies, colors, lives, ever-changing moods and of course with her warmth. I was born and brought up there; felt her presence around me through my childhood, adolescence and my youth. Each node of the city has multiple images stored for me, multiple stories; each one reflecting various ages, various times of my life. Park Street was a place crowded with yellow taxis and traffic polices with white uniforms, as I used to see it when I was a kid. A kid from suburb, who came to visit a fair or an event near Park Street, and stumbled upon the busy policemen, busy traffic of busy Park Street.

I Was Eating My Head

2007-02-03T04:48:00.000+05:30

I Was Eating My Head (2002)

'It was me who was eating my head!! My head!! It was eaten by me!! It was me!! I ate my head!!'

Another one dumped from my old backup CDs. Probably, it was the first one where I consciously thought about introducing text as inseparable part of the entire object. You can see, the text is still very stiff, in comparison to my other visual-textual work in later years.

One More Story Illustration

2007-02-03T03:51:00.000+05:30

Illustration (1989)

One more from my old and yellow paper folder of story illustrations from the my 'teen' days! I remember how I used the nozzle of a water color tube to draw the basic thick lines to form the figure, directly on the paper without any brush and then tried to bring out the details with small strokes and thin lines of a felt pen.

Eeshwar Darshan

2007-01-28T23:42:00.000+05:30

Eeshwar Darshan (2004)

I wanted to name this image as "Gopal-er Eeshwar Darshan" (Gopal's Meeting With God), but later I decided to remove 'Gopal' and call it just 'Eeshwar Darshan'. Well, why I did that? Only because it was really tough for me to bring out the true meaning of 'Gopal' - the iconic good boy in Bengali Literature.

Cabomba furcata

2007-01-27T17:22:00.000+05:30

Cabomba furcata (2004)

As a kid, I used to spend almost every bit of my pocket money and piggybank savings for all those glass jars and bowls and glass tanks and little colorful fishes. Later, as I grew up, I started becoming much serious about this hobby. I realized that an aquarium is not a spectacular toy or showpiece like a marble statue or porcelain flower vase on the center table. Rather it is a living mechanism; breathing, growing, aging, just like us.

As I started spending more time with them, a completely new world was unfurled before me. I was moved by the works and philosophies of Karen Randall, the spectacle and organic beauty of Amano Takashi’s aquascapes. I started enjoying the joy of working on a visual composition with living and growing splashes of colors, which keeps on changing every moment. It is a real challenge to foresee the patterns that your plants might create when they grow up and to provide all required elements and environment that they might require.

Click here to visit my Aquarium Blog at http://aquasamit.blogspot.com

Death of A Mustache

2007-01-23T13:11:00.000+05:30

Death of A Mustache (2004)

When Veerappan died in police encounter, the first thing came to my mind is, 'It's not a death of a man or a sandalwood smuggler or a notorious bandit or the infamous brigand; it is actually a death of a great mustache!'

I might sound funny or weird but I was very much impressed by his mustache, since I have seen his picture on a newspaper when I was in high school!

Rampage

2007-01-21T03:29:00.000+05:30

Rampage (2007)

A kind of rememberance for all the hours spent on GTA Vice City – scheming a ‘rampage’, ‘wasting the wife', executing a ‘mall shootout’ or simply ‘riding’ through the city ‘killing gang members’.

These games ought to be part of a much larger political debate. Take a hard look at the representation of the non-whites – cab drivers are men in turbans similar to Indian Sikhs (remeber GTA 3: Liberty City); Cubans comprise a notorious gang of gun-weiding criminals; the most dangerous area of the virtual city is labelled as 'Little Haiti' or 'Little Havana', where gangs of black and brown-skinned criminals play cat and mouse with the white-skinned police.

My Sleep, Awake & White

2007-01-20T10:46:00.000+05:30

My Sleep, Awake & White (2003)

... was thinking 'bout you and my sleep, awake & whitish, was rolling, rolling and spreading over the whole city ... [ Tr. by Madhuban Mitra ]

... Quand mes sommeils blancs et reveillés diffusaient la cité entièrement ... [ Tr. by Rouflaquettes Dorees ]

Poésie-visuelle de Samit-Rouflaquettes

I continue to call them Visual Poetry for the lack of a sharper articulation. The text is in Bengali, as in most of my other Visual Poems. This piece is one of my initial efforts to combine visual and textual elements in making a single object. The 'poetry' in these artworks could be questioned, but what I was essentially attempting was to distribute the effort towards building a narrative into two parallel modes of communication - textual and visual. For example, I wanted the audience of this particular object to feel a soporific night in the city, without articulating the same emotion through words. I desisted from using the word 'night' in the text, but reinforced it in the visual, through the suggestion of a city skyline in shades of dark blue and black.

This piece was published in Annetna Nepo (Bulletin 9 Apr 2003), a Multilingual Poetry Review magazine. I hope that they haven't taken it off their archives!

Click here to visit Annetna Nepo >

Dripping Sins

2006-07-09T01:37:00.000+05:30

Dripping Sins (2003)

… then … as sin dripped down from the sky … sin dripping down … sin dripping … and then … dripping from the sinful sky … the sins of the sinful sky … only a trickle … only … just … no more than … sins gathering sins accumulating … sins accruing sins multiplying … sins swelling sins surging … more sins piled on sins … and more sins heaped on sinful sins …
[ Tr. by Madhuban Mitra ]

Ensuite … la pêche descendait du ciel en coulant vers la terre … et en coolant du ciel pêchant … et les pêches du ciel pêchant … qu’un chatouillage… rien que la pêche … se reunissent … s’accumulent … s’accroissent … la pêche gonflante … la pêche sautante … plus de pêches posées sur la pêche … et plus de pêches balancées sur la pêche péchante …
[ Tr. by Rouflaquettes Dorees ]

Poésie-visuelle de Samit-Rouflaquettes

This is one of my own favorites. Few years back, while trying to understand the enormous amount of possibilities that could be generated by putting image and text together and fusing them into one comprehensive concept, I realized if I remove all direct references of the so called 'image' part of this unique concoction of 'image' and 'text' and use only the visual elements generated from the 'text' part, it might lead me to another set of possibilities. Letters do have their own visuals. A line of text has a specific visual appeal, apart from its literal meaning and literary connotations. It has specific shapes, lines and colors - the essential ingredients for an 'image'. It is like, drawing with text.

I was trying to create a visual image of sins, constantly dripping from the endless sky and piling up forming a heap of sins. I formed a long and continuous sentence, as if it is an one-line description of the entire scene and used that text to generate a visual form which suggests something is dripping down continuously and piling up at the bottom. It worked for me!

Comics

2006-07-09T01:30:00.000+05:30

Comics (2004)

Since my childhood, I was always mesmerized by the magical world of images and text of comic books and the bikini-clad girlfriends of the super heroes with their funny graphical sounds like, "YEEEEKS" and "BLAAAAM" and "VROOOOOMS" in bold and extruded typeface, crossing the boundaries of those small boxy frames and rigid panels. I always wanted to create a comic strip, but it never happened till date. The only thing that I could do is to fuse one of my unfinished poem about a weekend trip to a rejected photograph from the same trip and make a conscious effort to simulate the eerie ambience of the first cell of a dark action comics strip - still without a story, waiting for a hostile moment to begin its journey through the pages of our childhood fears.

Sketch: Self-portrait # 82

2006-06-21T09:14:00.000+05:30

Digital Sketch: Self-portrait # 82 (2006)

I am always very much fascinated by the idea of self-portraits. An image, that portrays one's self - that is how I perceive them. This whole idea of self-portrait, however, leaves me in the middle of a strange circus of representations, where everyone is moving with their faces covered with a blank page of a sketch book. When they meet each other, they quickly draw self-portraits and simply exchange them.

Reflection

2006-06-21T09:08:00.000+05:30

Reflection (2006)

Sometimes, I do feel that it is nothing but a reflection! A reflection that covers the sceen, the chips, cables, ports, keyboard - everything!

Early Illustration

2006-06-17T13:55:00.000+05:30

Illustration (1989)

Those were my days of prints and papers and PTS and ink; news papers and Sunday Edtions. The beginning of my career as a visual artist. I was in my late teen then and I used to like the smell of rubber solution!

Another Early Illustration

2006-06-14T08:21:00.000+05:30

Illustration (1990)

Another story illustration from the initial days of my career as a Commercial Artist cum Illustrator for a local newspaper!

Urban Conversation - A Concept Sketch

2006-06-12T08:25:00.000+05:30

Urban Conversation - A Concept Sketch

I like to simulate the feel of analog media - the good old pencils and rolls of art paper, in my digital works!

Iconic Emotions: Jealous

2006-06-12T07:47:00.000+05:30

Iconic Emotions: Jealousy (2001)

An image from my Illustration series called 'Iconic Emotions'!

Iconic Emotions: Amazed

2006-06-12T07:44:00.000+05:30

Iconic Emotions: Amazed (2001)

Another image from my illustration series called 'Iconic Emotions'!

Magazine Cover: Chirantan

2006-06-12T07:21:00.000+05:30

Magazine Cover: Chirantan (2003)

I designed this cover for a Bengali Literature Magazine, named Chirantan.

And Birds & Myriad Birds

2006-06-02T12:48:00.001+05:30

And Birds & Myriad Birds (2004)

... and birds and birds and birds and myriad birds spouted from my head ...

This is another image from my Visual Poetry collection. Being a poet and a literature enthusiast, I always like working with text. Again, on the other hand , my designer self is never satisfied with simple, conventional display of text forming a linear pattern. I noticed, how the entire meaning of the text could be changed if I display them in an unconventional manner, following the psychological patterns, evoked by the inner meaning of that particular text piece.

Gnarled & Tangled

2006-05-31T15:53:00.000+05:30

Gnarled & Tangled (2003)

… indeed … our gnarled and tangled roots condense thicken deepen … plumbing quite deep now, shallow next…probing … delving deep again … up for air in a moment … up up … and pause … cease … abate … yet down once more … unfathomable … bottomless … deep into the impregnable squares of stones ...
[ Tr. by Madhuban Mitra ]

I really don't like to call them Visual Poetry, but I never had a better word! However, on a second thought I realized that no other word can express the idea, other than this one - Visual Poetry. I consider them as 'poetry' and they are quite 'visual', too!

Other Side of The Bread

2006-05-28T21:47:00.004+05:30

Book Cover - Rutir Opith (2006)

The other side of our bread! We have never seen that! Or did we? I remember, when I worked for this Bengali novel, Rutir Opith (Other Side of The Bread) by Kamal Chakraborty, I enjoyed it a lot. Kamal Chakraborty is one of my favorite writers of contemporary Bengali Literature. So I was completely overwhelmed when he asked me to design the cover for his book, Rutir Opith. It was a fascinating novel, running through the obscured and narrow lanes between real and unreal.

More about my cover designs for Bengali novels and poetry collections »

Theme Image - KICHAINGAATHAA

2006-05-26T20:38:00.000+05:30

Theme Image for KICHAINGAATHAA (2006)

The theme image for my prose piece KICHAINGAATHAA!

'Kichain' is a Bangla slang for public chaos and 'Gaathaa' means a Ballad. I was trying to capture the day-to-day chaos of our civilized, urban life, in this prose piece. The language and theme of this piece is very prosaic and based on typical urban aggressiveness. It is never lyrical or does not have any influence of conventional parameters of a so called 'Ballad'. Still, I wanted to call it as a 'Ballad', as I strongly feel that the lyrical mellowness and smoothness of a ballad, is replaced by the harshness and chaotic darkness of a city, when it is juxtaposed against an urban backdrop.

Poet In Search Of His Muse

2006-05-26T20:33:00.001+05:30

Poet In Search Of His Muse (1999)

I never named it as 'Poet In Search Of His Muse'. I did it for someone and she gave it a name!

Statutory Warning

2006-05-26T20:28:00.000+05:30

Statutory Warning (1999)

One of my early digital works - Statutory Warning! The Bengali text in the images says something like, "The night passes by and I think of you!" Very romantic, indeed!

Sketch Untitled

2006-05-26T20:16:00.000+05:30

Untitled Sketch (2005)

I always like to overlap analog and digital techniques and mix two entirely different textures and moods together, forming a third layer, on the same image.

Self-protrait #67

2006-05-26T18:38:00.000+05:30

Self-protrait #67 (2003)

This is on of the many self-portraits I have painted between 2002 and 2004. I was obsessed with the theme. Irrespective of whatever I wished to draw, I used to end up drawing two big eyes, a sad face, a prominent nose, a bald head, big ears - exactly like what I thought I should look like.

Concept Sketch

2006-05-26T17:45:00.001+05:30

Illustration

2006-05-26T17:23:00.001+05:30

Book Cover

2006-05-26T17:14:00.002+05:30

More about my cover designs for Bengali novels and poetry collections »

Sonnyas

2006-05-26T16:47:00.004+05:30

More about my cover designs for Bengali novels and poetry collections »

Wild Pepper Forest

2006-05-19T12:44:00.006+05:30