I always thought birds must be very sad adjusting in the cage. But for this instance ,it did not appear so.
It's like ,it had accepted the confinement within. It only occurred to me then
,that some times its actually us ,who put the
limits on ourselves; like here is the bird, negotiating its freedom for security; a choice that was made not to
I also tried not to negotiate
with my limits; I decided to do it with a palate of fifteen
colours , and tried to convey it not just in my work but throughout the