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Happy 50th Ma.

50 years old.

BUT only 12 birthday’s….

1 in 1461 chance….

Yes, my mum is born on the 29th of February – a leap year baby.

As a result she (forces) us to celebrate her birthday for 7 days (not even joking – it is like an Indian wedding each year)

I am aware that I talk about my mum waaayyy too much..but it is secretly because I find her really ‘cool’. I love her boho-style (I will choose her wardrobe to ‘raid’ over my sisters anyway). I love her passion for life. I love her creative spirit. I love her generosity.

nikita sheth


(Mum and her 3 gals….)

10 Fun facts about my ma…

1. She goes crazy for tiramisu and marzipan.

2. She is completely tone deaf.

3. She was a vegetarian and did not drink alcohol….until she met my dad.

4. She loves her art studio – it is her happy place

5. She can eat a jar of aioli in one sitting – I wish I was joking…it kind of makes me sick watching her.

6. She has an impeccable knowledge of current affairs

7. She likes to watch Bold & Beautiful…and has been doing so for over 20 years.

8. She can’t move her tongue properly after eating ice-cream…it freezes up.

9. She has never drunk milk in her life.

10. She can shake her hips like Shakira (she goes crazy on a dance floor)

Next week she is having a solo exhibition ‘Asurya’ at ALL are invited to the OPENING NIGHT!!!

Sheffer Gallery, Darlington 

Wednesday 5th March at 6pm 

It will stay open for 2 weeks.


Her work is a convergence of her own spiritual and physical experiences. She explores the omnipresence and omnipotence of deities, within both the physical (ie. Indian temples) and imaginative space (ie. human mind). There is an application of tribal embellishment and visual decoration upon each of the spirits. Mum’s method of painting is very intuitive and itself a spiritual journey!

Here is a sneak preview.

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My gosh is she talented.


inspiration board

I can be…..MOODY.

Like most girls, there is a certain time of the month where I can only be described as ‘moody’. During this time, you will usually find me on the couch hugging a tear and share (I never share) pack of Peanut M&M’s and watching ‘Love Actually’ (multiple times, sometimes in carious languages just to change it up).

I know this sounds very cliché…but…it’s the truth.

Moods are quite elusive. They are abstract. Usually described in over-used adjectives. Bad mood. Sad mood. Happy mood. Playful mood. They are in constant flux – much of the time dependent on external situation and circumstance.

During my Interior Design course this year, I have learnt that a key part of creating interiors is about creating a certain ‘mood’ or aspect. Done through colour, positioning, materials, textures, patterns etc. I have had to create many mood boards based on a specific client brief.

One thing on my list of things to do is create a personal ‘inspiration’ board – unlike  amood board which used to convey a certain specific type of mood – I want this board to be an accumulation of all things that excite me.

However, increasingly I have seen a trend for ‘inspiration boards’. These collages of assorted images, quotes, patterns are used to spark inspiration and in return, collectively these random bits and pieces can quite powerfully create (or even change) the mood.

Not only do they possess an emotional connection, but I believe they are also uphold a unique aesthetic & can look rather striking when applied in the right space. It is quite confronting to display your inspiration board for guests to see – but then again I think it unlocks and communicates your sense of style, personal taste and value.

Here are a few of my favourites:

(Image via femina.dk)

(Image via  witanddelight.tumblr.com)

(Image via  highway-design.blogspot.com)


(Image via  ognjiste.blogspot.com)


(Image via desiretoinspire.net)

(Image via decor8blog.com)


(Images via  frenchbydesign.blogspot.com)


(Image via fortheloveofgold.blogspot.com)



(Image via  myidealhome.tumblr.com)


(Image via littlebitsoflovely.blogspot.com)

Hopefully this has inspired you a little!

Happy Sunday.

N x





My mum…the artist.

Yes, my blog does seem to be overtaken by my family this week. First my grandfather…and now my mum.

As most of you probably know by now – my mum is a crazy artist. Crazy being the key word (Click here to hear more about how crazy she really is…. post)

I just wanted to share, how incredibly proud I am of her this week. Despite, some personal set backs this year she somehow managed to have an art exhibition!

The opening was on Wednesday night & if you are in Sydney, I definitley recommend you check it out (open until 28th Jul 2012 @ Lane Cover Gallery, Longiville Road Lane Cove)

I’ve attended a lot of my mum’s art exhibitions, but I can honestly say this one was the best yet. It is as if she has harnessed all her confusion, grief, happiness and passion into this new body of work.

Whilst in pervious years her style (as per below) focused on the abstract shape and form of indian vessels, her new work has definite tribal and spiritual undertones. She experiments with texture, colour and subtle lines to create suggestive human figures. Upon looking at these works you experience an unavoidable emotional response. Despite these figures possessing no realistic human traits, you can’t help buy fully immerse yourself in their world – some of the figures you feel like dancing with, others you feel like reassuring them…

For some reason, these new works deeply resonate with me – perhaps because I have been witness to mum’s own personal journey over the last year.

I love watching people look at artwork. It’s an expression of art in itself. A raised eyebrow. A small smirk. A furrowed forehead. All signs and gestures of emotional response.

When ‘people watching’ at Mum’s art opening – I found a common thread. People froze. Their faces went blank. They stopped talking to the person beside them. They stopped sipping their red wine. It was if they were under a trance. Their minds captured and held at ransom. The only release was….to look away.


Ok, so many of you probably think I am just ‘talking it up’, because she is my mum.

Mum’s older style work!

My favourite work



Proud of you mum!