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My name is Bula Barua. I am an Assamese-American visual artist and a published author of short stories. I was raised in the Midwestern USA by immigrant parents from Assam, India. When I was 7 years old, I visited Assam with my parents for our usual summer holiday. During that visit, I witnessed our neighbor slap a 7-year-old servant girl for wetting herself. She wore rags and she cried. That morning, I organized a “Servants Revolt.” I took sheets of white printer paper and wrote “FREEDOM” on them with bright, rainbow-colored crayons. I drew flowers. I then taped the sheets of paper onto bamboo branches, creating makeshift signs. I marched along the streets with 10 servants beside me, including the young girl, and together we chanted “Freedom! Freedom” for 3 hours. By the time dinner came around, we went back to our flats. I was not sure of how much of an impact I’d made. However, I knew one thing… I had found my life’s purpose.
Today, I have a BA from Purdue University. My works are exhibited and owned in private and public collections all over the world. I work primarily with acrylics, oils and inks on canvas, paper, and aluminum. I love to experiment with mediums and methods. Sometimes, I find the most incredible surprises in the effects I can create, from the smallest variations from the norm.
“The Kiss” is a scene from one of my dreams. A common man rows his gondola through the romantic waters of Venice on a dusky afternoon. On the tip of his boat are 2 bouquets of roses. One is for his mother. The 2nd is for his sister. He wishes he had a 3rd bouquet for his love, but she has left him. Thus, he does not believe in anything anymore.
Suddenly, he looks to his right and sees 2 lovers press their souls firmly to each other in a duet of infinite passion. The walls between them crumble. Their synchronized heartbeats spiritually signal him, and through their artistry, he is so taken. Together, they create an oeuvre of utopian dreams and he remembers what she always told him…that it was in his kiss.