I wrote “Bhanubhakta” in Nepali graffiti letters across this massive wall (in Gairidhara, Kathmandu, Nepal) because he is the great poet of Nepal who translated the Hindu epic, Ramayana into Nepali from Sanskrit at a time when Nepali was considered nothing more than the commoners’ bastardized language.
The poet understood the importance of making The Ramayana available to households beyond that of the privileged few. He did what what he knew was right and this inspires me.
The background of the wall has the first and the fourth paragraph from The Ramayana which still makes sense till this day (google Ramayana to read the paragraphs)
This wall of words is a tribute to the great Nepali poet, Bhanubhakta Acharya, whose words and work changed so many lives.
Shoutout to Problak, Sonik, Boston and Prod-J
June 1st this year was a blur because I was practicing my pitch for the fellowship summit. I knew that if I got the award, I knew I’d be celebrating something bigger.
Once the summit was over on June 5th and I won the World Learning Advancing Leaders Fellowship, it was time to celebrate!
I spent the entire month of June in California, meeting other artists, painting walls and leaving my mark, making new friends, eating good food, biking on the Golden Gate bridge and just straight up CHILLIN’
I need to go back and live in California some day. #bucketlist
I was invited by Oakland Gallery to paint. It was a pleasure painting beside a wall adjacent to Shepherd Fairy’s work…psh..NO PRESSURE!
I HAVE to leave some Nepali flavor while I am at the Bay Area!
Shout out to Lady Mags
I got awarded the World Learning Advancing Leaders Fellowship!!
Nepal Children’s Art Museum is gonna be REALITY now!
I busted my elbow a week ago and the doctor put me in a sling. I have a couple of cool spots to paint in a week so I got anxious about my injured elbow. I didn’t know how else “to see” if my elbow is okay now so I painted a quick one hour piece today.
Elbow not a hundred per cent yet.
I got invited to talk at PechaKucha Kathmandu and it was fun making new friends
My mom’s friend got shot two days ago at 7PM on her way back home on a scooter. A woman, alone, unarmed and somebody decides to shoot her.
So why am I mad about someone doing this to my piece? I’m not. Kathmandu101.
I moved back to my home town, Kathmandu three days ago. Here is one of my first quick pieces
I flew to Istanbul of March this year and had got to paint with CANWIX, a very active turkish writer. I had an amazing time and I still owe him some 94s for when we paint in India!
I also shared tea with other graff writers and a stranger I met on a street and ate like a king.