Again a few older drawings – based on cauldrons. The first two were originally in colour, but my sense of paint sucks.
The above was the inception, and here is the aftermath –
When I was taking my undergraduate courses, the bus from the university to my home passed by a fish market. There, some days when the sellers would have just started packing up for the day, sat a most pretty girl on an upside down cauldron, smiling from ear to ear in the background of the clay platform, fish stink and yellow halogen lights. Her father owned the stall right next to the main road. I used to fight for a window seat everyday just to see her.
Couple of years later, she got married. But she would still come to the market, often replacing her father, selling fish, not smiling any more, looking serious.
Eventually she stopped coming altogether.
I planned many times to get down from the bus and talk to her, but of course I never did.
The cauldron series is dedicated to her.