TO THE ANGELS & GODS

BlueMehndi is a direct exchange, an ongoing dialogue between the seen and unseen. Every piece is a response to something greater, a message received and passed on. It’s not just expression; it’s connection. A way to translate energy, emotion, and understanding into something tangible. The art isn’t just made, it’s heard, felt, and lived.

Each line, color, and form is a message received and passed on, a bridge between worlds.

This is not about decoration; it’s about connection.

BACK TO BLUEMEHNDI

TALKING

Art is Divine

My life and art are a continuous conversation with God, consciousness, and self—you are witnessing this dialogue unfold through my journey and creations.

From the beginning, my relationship with spirituality was a battlefield—an ongoing war between belief and scepticism, between surrender and resistance.

Born into a Hindu family interwoven with Christian and Buddhist influences, I was submerged in a world where gods, myths, and metaphysical doctrines shaped every conversation. But the weight of these teachings never sat comfortably. I questioned everything. How could unseen forces govern our existence? How could ancient miracles, recorded in scripture, be the blueprint for reality?

Hinduism, with its vast complexity, isn’t just a system of deities and rituals; it's an intricate study of consciousness, awareness, and creation itself. It offers a perspective that reframes the world, but to attain that awareness, one must dissolve the illusions of conventional existence. The challenge is that we live in a world that does the opposite—one that pulls us outward when the answers reside inward.

And so began my lifelong conflict: to reconcile the internal voice of knowing with the external world of logic, to decipher whether my experiences were divine transmissions or the fabrications of an overactive mind.

SEEING REALITY THROUGH A DIFFERENT LENS

From a young age, something within me spoke. A voice. A force. A guide. It urged me to document everything—not just as it was but as it could be. I witnessed life in layers, in adaptations. A single moment would unfold into infinite variations in my mind, each one rich with emotion, alternative narratives, and deeper meaning.

It was as though a filter had been placed over my vision, revealing not just what existed but what could exist. And the more I indulged in this inner world, the more detached I became from external reality. Why would I accept the ordinary when the extraordinary was waiting just behind the veil? Why should I conform to the rigid structures of logic when the fluidity of imagination was limitless?

This detachment came with its own challenges. I struggled with language, articulation, and navigating the conventional world. Socially inept, lost in a space that others could not see, I clung to the few anchors I had—mathematics, computers, and art. These were the only subjects in which I excelled, as they mirrored the structures and infinite possibilities I perceived within my mind. But nothing could prepare me for the 16 years of isolation that would follow.

SIXTEEN YEARS IN THE WILDERNESS: THE BIRTH OF BLUE MENDI

For 16 years, I lived in complete isolation. No career. No structure. No map. Only art, thought, and the relentless presence of something greater than myself.

It was in this space—free from distraction, stripped of external influence—that I truly began to communicate with the divine.

The artworks I created were not just expressions; they were transmissions. They arrived as messages, dictated by something beyond me. Stories emerged, visions unfolded, and my hands simply followed. In this time, I no longer saw myself as the creator—I was the conduit.

During this period, I had no validation from the world, no assurance that my art or my journey held meaning beyond my own perception. And yet, I continued, guided by an unshakable knowing that these works were meant for a future reality—a reality I had yet to step into.

Stepping back into the world:

SYNCHRONICITY AND THE DIVINE HAND

The moment I left my self-imposed isolation, reality transformed. It was as if the universe had been waiting for me to emerge. Every encounter, every opportunity, every connection seemed orchestrated with precision, aligning perfectly with the work I had created in solitude.

People were drawn to my art with an intensity I couldn’t have anticipated. They stared, mesmerized, unable to comprehend how a single mind could create such a vast, intricate body of work. It was as though the art carried an energy that spoke directly to them, bypassing logic, awakening something ancient and familiar within them.

I met the people I once admired from afar. I traveled. I exhibited across the UK, Europe, America, and India. My art became a passport, an entry into spaces that logic could not have granted me. But through it all, I was still learning—learning how to navigate the conceptual world, how to translate divine expression into something digestible by the modern mind.

And now, I stand at the threshold of a new chapter—one where I no longer hesitate, no longer question. Now is the time to reveal the truth: My art is a conversation with God.

Art as a Vessel of Divine Energy

Looking back at my work, I now understand its purpose. Each piece is more than an aesthetic—it's a dialogue. It is a transmission from the unseen, a reflection of the ongoing conversation between creator and creation.

Blue Mendi is not just an artistic project; it is the visual manifestation of divine communion. It is a testament to what happens when one surrenders completely, when the ego dissolves, and when the only remaining force is truth.

This is not about me.
I am simply a vessel.
A conduit through which something vast, something ancient, something beyond language is speaking.
And now, I am ready to share that voice with the world.

Fantasy is also deeply connected to our conditioning. We are taught what to fantasize about—whether through culture, media, or societal structures. Some fantasies serve to inspire, while others are designed to keep people chasing something they may never truly reach. This is where the line blurs between fantasy as a tool for expansion and fantasy as a means of control.

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