I love drawing kolams. In telugu the term for it is 'muggu', but it reminds me of muggers(as in studies and as opposed to mugger mugger of American slang). Hence Kolam it remains.
The beautiful patterns made on the courtyard of your home with shell dust or rice flour have a lot of traditional significance. I do not know the history. I just love drawing these and I love they way they enhance the welcoming to a home. Kolam is the beginning of festivity. The color and design and oh the competetion to have the biggest and the most beautiful one on your courtyard, hmm lovely memories. Standing outside with a bat in your hand, to give a whack to that fellow who hit the ball on to your kolam... priceless!Squirming within everytime someone steps right on your kolam while walking into your home, and then serving them a glass of water with the most murderous stare... mmhmmm.
Kolams are highly mathematical in nature. Connecting the dots is not all about a kolam. The way to do it what creates a masterpiece. Continous practice at a kolam will teach you infinite patience to see a design evolve. I think it is great way to master hand-eye coordination, considering that in today's world 30 year olds cannot draw an egg to look like one.Though it has been years since I drew a kolam on my courtyard, considering I had none thanks to apartment style of living, it still brings me profound peace and happiness when I view these patterns. I have a record of all kolams I drew during my teen years, and today while hunting for some papers these to fell straight into my lap.
A few kolams that I drew long long ago:
And a few I drew today in mspaint:
.........sheesh gimme shell powder any day!!!

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