Pride of place! Golu 2012

This time I have something to show off!!

 Son decides to do Warli...inspired by what I was dabbling with
..... and here is what he did:























So we got it framed and there it is at the centre of Golu 2012
Doesn't it look magnificent?





Rangoli inspired by some wonderful pieces we saw on Commercial street, you can take a look at that over here 







An enlarged view of the "pride of place' painting


 



Do not miss the little side Golu done by daughter and son
Gandhiji celebrating Pongal at Sabarmati: conceptualised and designed by daughter
The posters were also made by daughter at different times that she chose to pin up here, which so perfectly belong to the mood and theme of our current times






Hope you enjoyed our Golu 2012 as much as we had fun, fighting, bickering, rearranging, assorting, placing, cleaning, and organising this season's Navaratri Hangama! 





Comments

  1. AshaOctober 21, 2012 at 12:31 PM

    warli art is absolutely magnificient and those art charts close to sabarmati speaks about a budding ace designer.

    Kudos to the little ones and their mom too for encouraging them.

    Thoroughly enjoyed viewing your golu. happy festive season to you and your family.

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    1. SoulSpaceOctober 21, 2012 at 10:28 PM

      Thanks for dropping by! Please consider that I have given you the thambulam and sundal too!!

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  2. Anuradha ShankarOctober 21, 2012 at 8:42 PM

    wonderful, Sowmya! kudos to all three of you for putting up this beautiful golu! will surely show it to samhith today when he gets back... the warli is amazingle detailed! superb!!! as for the minu golu, wow! what an idea! and the two of them have really put it together well, with all those posters and all!!! loved seeing this!

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    1. SoulSpaceOctober 21, 2012 at 10:29 PM

      Thanks Anu, soo much for dropping in here. Thambulam and sundal for you and samhith too!!

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  3. BlogeswariOctober 22, 2012 at 7:09 AM

    Pulikku pirandadhu poonaigal aaguma? Wonderful !

    Still remember the super duper golu at your Porandaam.

    Kalakkita S!

    Kudos to U and K

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  4. SoulSpaceOctober 22, 2012 at 11:33 PM

    Hey thanks di!!

    Super yu dropped by

    Sundal?!!

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  5. sivaOctober 24, 2012 at 9:52 AM

    aah, super pasangala, super! that includes you sow. beautiful!!

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