Tomichan Matheikal's blog

Economic concerns are so overwhelming today that art is likely to be relegated to the wilderness.

When man's creativity blends with nature's beauty, Harmony is born.     [For Harmony 1, please see below]

Hitch your wagon to a satellite ... the way out of the mess          here on earth.

Let us go then, you and I, When the evening is spread out against the sky Like a patient etherized upon a table; Let us go, through certain half-deserted streets, The muttering retreats Of restless nights... [T. S. Eliot, 'The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock']

Can you spot the butterfly on the flowers? Hint: It's got snow-white wings.