Sunday, April 20, 2014

NIRVANA























(30 inches x 20 inches; mixed media on canvas)

--Asif

LOVE AND PEACE























(30 inches x 24 inches; mixed media on canvas)
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-- Asif

Sunday, August 4, 2013

Bou-2



Bou- II

(30 inches x 24 inches; mixed media on canvas)

Life....begins and ends with you...... just you. ......................
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--Asif

Sunday, May 19, 2013

Bou


(30 inches x 24 inches; mixed media on canvas)

There is a lot to say.... just got no words to say.........
Jaan....I cant live........with or without you..........
with or without you.......
with or without you.....

--Asif

Tuesday, April 16, 2013

Jaan
















(30 inches x 20 inches; mixed media on canvas)

Two bodies….One soul……
Two lives… one dream…
Two hearts…beating in the same rhythm
Frozen fire….burning ice.

--Asif

My precious
















(30 inches x 20 inches, mixed media on canvas)

Love… the only thing worth living for…
Love… the only thing worth dying for…
Love… I am there for.
--Asif


Chords of despair; strings of passion



















(20 inches x 16 inches; mixed media on canvas)

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......--Asif


Singing a song for a broken heart

























(20 inches x 16 inches; mixed media on canvas)

When all it matters in life is to hear that voice.........
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.. --Asif

Sunday, March 17, 2013

A prayer






















(24 inches x 24 inches; mixed media on canvas)

My Goddess...............
I know my sins are grave........
I am doomed forever....destined to live in hell.....
And I know...... how little I matter to you.

Here is a confession.........
You gave a heartless man the strength to cry.....
You gave a lost soul a dream to live for.............
You made him want to be a better man.

My hands are tied.....and I feel so helpless.
Not a moment goes by when I don't miss you.
You made me want to live........
Now you make me want to die.

Jaan.....
Please.......dont fly away.....
You are my life.......
I am nothing without you.

-- Asif



Saturday, February 9, 2013

Stolen moments
















(30 inches x 20 inches; mixed media on canvas)


Once upon a time…….
There was a bird that loved to fly………
Across the sea…into the sky……..
Feel the wind…face the storm
Just ….just hoping to die…..

Once upon a time………
There was a bird that loved to fly……
From mountains of heaven to the valley of sin…..
A desire to die that came from within………..
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……….From the dungeons of desire….to the womb of lust……
With a futile hope of quenching its thirst…….
The thirst to die……

Futile it was….to search for heaven in hell…..
To seek love in voidness… and solace in pain…..

And then came a goddess….
With a glimpse of hope in a life of darkness…..
A breath of fresh air …….
For a soul that lived in voidness….

She comes with a smile full of promise….
Taking the birds heart away……
She opens  her arms and gives the lost bird some warmth…..
Heals his cuts and bruises…..

Yes …oh yes…….
Love can be a miracle……..
But life alas…..is never a fairy tale…..
The lost bird was now lost in love……
Once an eagle… ….now a tender dove.

And now the dove ………….
wanted to be caged….
Within her heart and
….every breathe that she takes…..

But life is cruel…
And the birds past came haunting by…..
The goddess was now reluctant…
To save the soul that she …herself had resurrected.

The bird fluttered its wings and cried in pain….
Bowed his head down for the first time……but in vain.
The goddess closed her eyes and turned her face away…..
The little bird now withered alone….

The bird that wanted to build a nest…
Now gasped for breathe… as there was a strange pain his chest.

Bewildered…. Derailed…. The bird wandered……
What am I?
What am I?
What…. What am I?

A devil from the past…?
Whose sins will not be forgiven until he dies at last?
Am I just a dirty dove…..
Not worthy of an iota of her love?

Those moments with her….
Was it all stolen…..?
Is it then true……. That promises are made…
Just to be broken…….?

The bird with broken wings…..
The bird with shattered dreams…..
Bleeding…. And quivering in pain….
Waiting for his goddess to return…………………….
…………. Sings a song that he wrote for her………
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” You are my lock……….
   You are my key……….
   You are my sky………
   You are my sea………
   You are my soul…..
   You are my life…….
    Love I will……………..
…Untill I die”.

--Asif

Saturday, January 26, 2013

Defying destiny



(30 inches x 48 inches; mixed media on canvas)

I know my destiny.......
and I know I am doomed.
But it's all right I guess..........
...... at least I found my love
.......I found my soul..........

She gives me strength to look up
and defy the inevitable...............
......for I know .............
she will be there.....
for me.......

And I run towards her.......
for her.........
with her....
Every step I take......
Every move I make.......
is just to be with her........just her.

She is the only reason I care for......
....... to live................
......  to laugh.............
She is my life......
She is my love.

She is my lock....
She is my key....
She is my sky....
She is my sea....

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And yes.....
She is my soul........
.............my jaan.....

-- Asif

Sunday, January 20, 2013

The death and birth of a lover


















(60 inches x 48 inches;  5 feet by 4 feet approx; mixed media on canvas)

Death is a fine thing......
It makes us value life.
Love however.........
can be strange.
........ It can make you want to die.


Death is a fine thing........
It will always be there.
Love however...........
can be strange.
............It comes with a promise........
but may part with a price.


But still..... love I must......
Love..... I will....
Love.....
Only you....
you.........
you.......
you...
You my jaan.
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-- Asif







Sunday, November 18, 2012

The Blue Lovers



















Lovers..... drenched in blue......
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--Asif


Saturday, September 22, 2012

The window



















(60 inches x 48 inches; 5 feet by 4 feet approx, mixed media on canvas)
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....... -- Asif

Sunday, July 29, 2012

The bull and the beautiful


(60 inches x 48 inches; 5 feet by 4 feet approx; mixed media on canvas)
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...... --Asif

Saturday, July 28, 2012

The portrait of a red horse



(60 inches x 48 inches; 5 feet by 4 feet approx; mixed media on canvas)

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-- Asif

Sunday, April 15, 2012

Memoirs of a melancholy mind


(60 inches x 48 inches; 5 feet by 4 feet, mixed media on canvas)

This painting is perhaps the beginning of a new series......lets see where life takes me, my memoirs and my paintings......

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--Asif

Tuesday, February 28, 2012

Being together



(30 inches x 20 inches, mixed media on canvas)

A gift to a friend on his wedding......

-- Asif

Saturday, February 4, 2012

The death and birth of an artist.



(60 inches x 48 inches; Mixed media on canvas)

After ages..... I felt like writing something about my work...... this recent work...... but I refrained from doing so..... let my paintings do all the talking henceforth.........

I am tired..... dead tired....

-- Asif

Friday, November 4, 2011

The Goddess of Love



(60 inches x 48 inches; mixed media on canvas)

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--Asif

Saturday, September 17, 2011

The Quest for the Goddess of Love




(60 inches x 48 inches; mixed media on canvas)

I guess the quest will never end................
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--Asif

Saturday, August 27, 2011

The Journey Begins: the quest for hope.


(60 inches x 48 inches; 5 feet by 4 feet approx; mixed media on canvas)

Looking forward to take my 'Joker' series to a whole new direction......

--Asif

Sunday, June 19, 2011

The Joker- Jumping into hallucination.





My new painting in the Joker series

The Joker-Jumping into hallucination.

(60 inches x 48 inches; 5 feet by 4 feet approx;mixed media on canvas)

Someone saw the painting today and asked what it is all about.... I just gave the name of the painting and chose to remain silent...If I had words to express myself then I wouldn't have resorted to brushes, colours and strokes...........


-- Asif

Monday, January 17, 2011

Mid-summer night dream of a joker


(60 inches x 48 inches; mixed media on canvas)
It took me a long time to finish this painting...its as big as the last one.....
but perhaps more intricate and personal....
Some dreams are too good to come true.... but nevertheless.... they are worth holding on to....
- Asif

Sunday, October 31, 2010

The faceless entertainers - The joker and the prostitutes.


(60 inches x 48 inches, mixed media on canvas)
This is my largest painting till date and marks the beginning of a series of paintings based on 'The Joker'.
-- Asif

Monday, August 9, 2010

Soulmates....


I am finding it extremely difficult these days to name my paintings..... to coin words for colors and brush strokes... for images.... for feelings that come from deep within......
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I have never been too good with words anyways.... So until I find a better word that best describes this painting.... let this painting be called... "Soulmates".
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--- Asif

Sunday, June 6, 2010

Rythme divine


I am a bad photographer. The image towards the top right hand corner has blurred......will try and post a better photograph of this painting.... Untill then..... let this be......
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--Asif

Tuesday, April 20, 2010

Conflicting Emotions


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..... - Asif

Loves labour lost 1


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..... -Asif

Loves labour lost 2


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-Asif

Heaven in hell


Don't know what to say about my paintings anymore......
..... Just painting my heart out I guess......
- Asif

Wednesday, May 7, 2008

There she was....



- Asif.

Wednesday, February 27, 2008

Whispers of immortality


Looking up, I see myself.

In that vast eternity, I exist.

The luminiscent blue had long faded away

and the grey tattered blanket,

only grew darker.


Down under I see my friend,

dancing in escastic apoplexy.

Visceral waves trample the shore

as if mocking it's pretentious placidity.


Whispers of immortality is there in the breeze.

Do I smell blasphemy?

What is this rhapsody that tortures my soul

choking my life out of me?


Gasping for breathe,

I looked up again,

one last time.

The rainless firmament was bleeding.


-- Asif.


Tuesday, February 12, 2008

Lost in red




-- Asif.

Thursday, December 27, 2007

When they were together.



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-- Asif.

Portrait of a bitter man.




The mirror winked at him

as if it could see through his heart.

He narrowed his eyes

and smiled back.

The sketch was ready......

..... it was the portarit of a bitter man.



--Asif.


The beauty and the beast.




--Asif.

Doomed forever.




--Asif.

Destiny




--Asif.

A dream





-- Asif.


Saturday, December 1, 2007

Heartless




-Asif.

Monday, November 26, 2007

Leave me not.




-- Asif.


Sunday, November 25, 2007

Cataclysm of love.



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-- Asif.

She with her guitar.



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-- Asif.

Thursday, November 15, 2007

Love.




















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--Asif




















Tuesday, November 13, 2007

She


























-- Asif.










Monday, November 12, 2007

For I speak with colours and strokes.....























Feel like speaking out...
There are poems burried deep down somewhere...
...just waiting to surface.

There are tales of unrequitted love
Memoirs of meloncholy nights
Remnants of togetherness.....
....enraptured with poignancy.

There is a sea of dark secrets...
...with waves that cut through hearts.
There is an occult sky...
...with clouds of satanic innocense!

There is a mystical river....
...filled with drops of tears.
And there is a misty swamp
....tyrannic , with voidness.

There is a lot to say....
...just no words to say.
For I speak with colours and strokes
For I speak ........ the primitive way.
-- Asif.