“Celios White : The obsessive heat-seeking quality of attraction, The paint of lord Shiva on my body and my art Passion brought me here in this world”


If these walls could speak,
They’d tell you all about Art : art is my life, art is the oxygen in my broken lungs, art is my only way to exist, art is me i am art Art comes from the heart. It’s hard comparing you to art But if you were a painting You would be an abstract,  A splash of colours, A spiral of emotions, A series of imagination , A whole new perspective. I have fallen in love with art and can’t help but wonder
what comes first: the madness or the art? Art is not meant to be looked at. It’s meant to be lived.

Krishan Chand

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