Art is an evolutionary act and by no means it is should be taken lightly. It is a language between an artists and the creator. Some of the street artist come here and leave their mark. Leaving behind a more beautiful and artistic Rishikesh. When you will enter Rishikesh, your eyes will eventually go to these sublime messages of Love and Peace. Beautiful vibrating street arts which amuses the imagination and clings to the heart of every passerby.

Rishikesh is attracting amazing artists from all the nooks of the world. One such amethyst spanish artist Elena González decided to paint a murky wall besides Ganga. This blank white wall cracking in the middle has so many flaws, that I thought that it would be a waste of time. But as the hopeful says, artists mind is that of a creator’s mind. Elena could see on this wall which none of us could understand. In minutes the colours began to be mixed and shades began to form. The whole idea suddenly seem absolute and pre-decided by a creative soul. Slowly, people began to surround this Foreign artist witnessing the beautification of flaw.

The way I see it, the idea of using artist on street also seemed Mauryan periods of India. Where it was artists who were designing the cities and palaces. No wonder it was the Golden Period of India, when the artists were not precluded to take part in all sections of society and when they were the ones who leaded. It struck me that future of world, is not so much in the hands of Social and Political force than it is in the hands of the artists. These art seems to me as symbol of hope, the light in the obscure future. In the words of Terence Mc Kenna, “The artist’s task is to save the soul of humanity; and anything less is a dithering while Rome burns. Because of the artists, who are self-selected, for being able to journey into the other, if the artists cannot find the way, then the way cannot be found.”

You can find Elena’s other street arts on: Instagram ,  Website

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