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My FOM Tribe ( first posted on thebarefootfoodie.org - 4 Sep 2019 )

 

My FOM Tribe

SEPTEMBER 4, 2019BAREFOOT ARTS
These Cool Gillman Girls

3 years on, and what a journey it has been. I started with SAM, briefly at TPM ( I shall return, promise! ) ACM and then Gillman Barracks. Each transit was different, enlightening and invigorating. My FOM tribe is a bunch of the most incredible people from all walks of life and nationalities.

Together we have laughed, cried, commiserated, let out ( more than ) a few expletives, ate, drank ( drunk ) as we navigated the challenges of docent training. I have been truly humbled and touched by the richness of their intellect, the warm embrace of friendship, the empathy shared during private moments, the point of connection where hearts and minds become as one.

This is a celebration of a community who made a BIG difference in my life and will continue to expand my horizons in the days and years ahead.

  • Greenies at SAM
  • From Green to Blue
  • My Partner and Buddy
  • SAMmies at their favourite hangout
  • Soapbox with Pixim
Gang of 4 @ Mumbai

Those were the days, my friends...

Ini’s tour at NMS

  • Remembering Lee Wen
  • Splattered with paint
The TPM family

  • Gayati’s tour
  • TPM-ers meet and eat
  • Here we go again
  • Lotuses do the same
  • 5 on a road trip
  • ACM Lotuses
  • We made it!
  • Shake, rattle and roll
  • Me & my Mentor
  • At last!
  • Red alert!
  • Halloween 2018
  • Wigs and Wiggles
Jewels - the Dream Team!

  • Christmas 2018
So proud of them!

  • Kochin Biennale 2018/2019


























































  • A dazzling combination


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