Daniel Srikanth

 

 

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Vivid imagery brings to life the thoughts zinging around the synapses of Daniel Srikanth, an architect in the making.

Human Design - Regeneration (21st December 2001)
The mind which has reins is led astray. The end leading to a start and the start leading to an end. A cycle for ages which never loops an extra curve. A loss of artistic, creative thought...

It's Evaporating - Life (7th December 2001)
Meandering stream, swerves as it goes/Like vapour that vanishes as it appears/It seems to be short/Shorter than we thought

Attitude (23rd November 2001)
darkness was setting in/it shone the darker side on me/my thoughts groping across unfamiliar routes...

Females - Trampled Upon (16th November 2001)
Tired of fighting the glass ceiling. Enclosed within a transparent capsule, exposed for devouring eyes. Ordered for a feast, brought for humiliation...

Ten, Nine, Eight... (2nd November 2001)
I am ignorant myself, but would like to uncomplicate the concept a little. A very silly question indeed, but nevertheless very profound. Many fool around thinking they know what it is...

To Walk (26th October 2001)
The walk is a run. To run is a race,/a race is to excel, to excel is to win,/to win is to discover, to discover is to conquer,/to conquer is to walk

Step On Instincts (19th October 2001)
There's nothing more true in life than taking your own decision, for it in turn decides your destiny...

Expression (12th October 2001)
Why do we need what we usually need?/Do all our needs get fulfilled?

Trance / Poverty Strikes (5th October 2001)
The dreams I get, the light I see when I get these dreams... they keep moving, sometimes towards me and sometimes away...

Unknown Matrix (28th September 2001)
Here was a land so strange with languages unknown (they call it Marathi, Hindi). Anyway it does not make a big difference to me...

Retrieve - Restore (14th September 2001)
The other day I was leafing through a few books which had wonderful sketches and photographs depicting a vibrant life inside organically grown cities...