Maison atelier in Bangalore

Colour drives my mind. I love to live and paint in this maison atelier of mine, surrounded by nature, colours, the twitter of birds and squirrels. I have filled my home with colourful Indian streetside trinkets. The way I am loyal to vivid colours on my canvas, I indulge my environment too with breathable colours. They play peekaboo with my imagination to boost my paintings of bright abstract colours with hidden figuratives. Here are pictures of my working studio, my working trolley-on-wheels I move around to reach my colours and brushes from one painting easel to the next of the 5 easels I work with. I love the vbrant flowers  in my garden, the colourfully painted boulders around the our mango, avocado and coconut tree trunks. I do not differentiate my colour-play from the way I live to the colours I irreverently brush on to my canvas.


When India was partitioned 1947 to create Pakistan, a new country for Muslims, about 20 million people of Bengal and Punjab were displaced and brutally victimized. Sen’s wealthy, literate family had huge landed property in erstwhile East Bengal, the present Bangladesh, which was carved out to be East Pakistan for Muslims. So for being Hindus Sen’s family was overnight evicted from their home. Without taking any possessions, they fled for their lives amidst people warring over religion, and so became squatted refugees in West Bengal.