I set the final film to a classical Chopin piece, and watched, fascinated by how natural Kishan’s art complemented the music. I had a thought- maybe Kishan is beyond a bubble blower. He’s a composer, Bethesda Fountain’s own Mozart, waving his hands in the air and creating these physical notes that hit this part inside of us that we thought left us long ago: our innocence. He endures an ethereal symphony, and if you’re lucky, you can hear his music.
“On dark days, I tend to focus on bright things.”
millions of strange lives & special people & dreary thursdays, & yet you manage to be golden, as bright as the sunflower adorning your smile. like spring & delicate petals you’re hope travelling through the tendrils of the wind & all the drizzling in the world couldn’t mask your smile, the one that says “i don’t need to hide”; they all see your reflection in the raindrops trickling down dark glass windows, dripdripping subtle extravagance. everyone believes in something – on dark days, that happens to be you.
-Ashmita Das
Life in a bubble
