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| Namo Buddhaya- first day lockdown Arts! It's a day when all were under the control of virus. |
Going back to what year 2020 has been to all of us, many would say challenging, unforgettable,fearful and panicking year for all.
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| My Atsara- I like the antics of it, mixtures of emotions |
Personally, I got a good days to take inward journey of life. I spent whole day executing what should I do next after completing one planned task.
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| Guru Dorji Drollo and Paro Taktsang |
Generally, as I think back what the days have been to my daily routines, it just appeared to be just following after school routines. But schooling and normal offices were closed to death end. Every new days got worse with the virus menace.
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| Imitation of act- |
There wasnt any contact teaching taking inside a classroom but worried for my students. Everytime, we followed the instructions of school administration and teachers were helpless, few volunteered to teach in video lesson via BBs. They all did incredible job in the different platform.
Instructional hours shortened for students, the case of covid patients increasing, time and again waiting for lockdown has been an odd year. We did as what we could do in such a confusing moment! Some instructions were mandatory to teach while some were not so encouraging to do.
In those days of ups and downs- I managed to learnt the arts and skills of playing archery. Which every Bhutanese man wishes to champion the target hitting. We managed to play three days match among friends.
This year has been a painful year for all of us, sudden lockdown and travel restriction are the lesson of the Covid-19, a small space to internalize the richness of ones life. I have some passion in learning arts, though it wasn't a master piece. For few days and weeks, I learnt the basic colour mixtures and turning into crafts. I also learnt wood craving. I did Tsepatra and Lungta crafting. It taught me to work harder, if you want to produce a fine craft.
The survival of all became a question
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| Arrow case- bought from Thimphu, gift from Pema(love) |
This year has been a painful year for all of us, sudden lockdown and travel restriction are the lesson of the Covid-19, a small space to internalize the richness of ones life. I have some passion in learning arts, though it wasn't a master piece. For few days and weeks, I learnt the basic colour mixtures and turning into crafts. I also learnt wood craving. I did Tsepatra and Lungta crafting. It taught me to work harder, if you want to produce a fine craft.
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| Did Dilgo khentse Rimpochey in black and white- it took two hours to complete(fabric colours)not really a perfect art. |
The survival of all became a question
when death becomes a everyday story.
My days were spent learning to feel the authenticity Arts, it natures the true souls and presents you the simplicity, richness and brilliance of living. It also brings the joy of living,how we appreciate the basic perceptions in Arts. It may matters to those who feel it and it may flower the beauty of life too.
My days were spent learning to feel the authenticity Arts, it natures the true souls and presents you the simplicity, richness and brilliance of living. It also brings the joy of living,how we appreciate the basic perceptions in Arts. It may matters to those who feel it and it may flower the beauty of life too.
I take this year as a year of learning to adapt with change. But lockdown days comes with new hope of new normal.
I spent most of my days into learning paintings. It wasn't a master piece but I would cherish it as my memory that Covid-19 has given to me.
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| My king and Queen.covid ARTS |
This year taught us to be temporary and everything is not under anyone's control. As I close this note, I may be next being to vanish as and when but those small Arts should tell my story with time.
