30th December

Dear Supporters,

Fucking love you.

Nothing more today.

<3 nallu

1Nov2023

The significance of November. My eyes are wide open for the world when I think of November. I came into being on 8th November 1996. I felt my first collapse on 8th November 2019. Over the years I've had numb-ish Novembers, Novembers I championed, also depressing fucking Novembers. But since 2019, when I experienced my grand rebirth, I've tried to walk towards reclaiming the occasion someway.

This year I am visiting a city that I feel calls me right now. Or maybe it is not the city that calls, just a wish to be away. Or maybe it is a call of adventure, or to test survival. Or to be alone. Or to be deprived of my loved ones. Or to be away from all kind of expectations.

Or be surprised? Who knows. I'll be going on the 6th of November. Unless the unthinkable interferes.

I hope my loved ones remember to wish me. I will remind the important ones just incase they forget.

I've put anything I could want as a gift this year in a wish-list. If you want to shower me with love, give me exactly what I want - a little of what I ask through the wish-list, or your attention, or a little of your light for me to lean as I begin the shaky 27th.

Love, Nallu

12July2023

I'm getting specific. What is wanted, when and how, and what is to be done about it. Please support my wish-list only in exchange for one of my following offerings:

1. An Experience I Curate & You Attend

2. An Artwork I Create & You'd Like To Purchase

3. A Monthly Update of My Artistic Journey and Insights I'd like to Pay Forward

19May2023

Entering new era of ruthlessly accepting love and gifts, even if I don't believe I deserve them just yet. Also accepting challenges. And conditional gifts. The way I ask you, ask me. Support my potential with your curiosity. Thank you for taking the the time to stop by, see me, for the time that you could.

22Nov2022

I've only recently come to terms with my identity as a creative person after overcoming decades of conditioning that taught me to see careers in the arts as downgrades. For instance I struggle with seeing myself as a painter even after having painted for over 15 years now & in all honesty what I am looking for is a little validation from the outside, on whether I am creating something of value to the world, and enter here the concept of a creative license. Validate me with a creative license on this website, I.e. a gift card for my existence of crossroading, not knowing, following the heart, with all rewards but monetary, and so if the next time I am in doubt of the path I choose every morning, I’ll etch a bit of this gift and buy myself a tea or a coffee and remember, someone else trusts that I am doing something of value in this lifetime. Remember, I do NOT need this money. But I’d love to buy a tea, or meal or tool thinking I earned it, based on another someone's respect for my work and me, on days I can't give that to myself but especially on the days I feel like celebrating me~