Saturday, August 24, 2013

the colours of pullahari

We decided to take a left instead of our usual right while birdwatching around Kapan one day, and came upon the beautiful golden gate of the Pullahari Gompa complex. Trees shaded the short winding road (I was so grateful for this little bit of darkness, as the sun felt like it was slapping my skin through my umbrella) which lead to another ornate gate, this one decorated in fading painted relief. Little monks played in pockets of shadow, while an old hippie from the West wafted around in white muslin, fingering some prayer beads.

After stopping at the monastery canteen for cold soda and a rest for our complaining feet, we wandered through the complex, where I was struck by wildly-coloured and complex murals of the shrine hall exterior.


Vicky said...

I can't help thinking that the 2nd photo is so much like your style--soft shapes, delicate lines, and billowing clouds--all lovely.

Vicky said...

Oops, I meant the one with the deer headed figure in the water.