Lahore is a pretty magical place….well once it wants to be so and once you are in the right mood. And through the heart of Lahore flows its canal. A long straight water channel bordered by road on both sides. Silent muddy waters flowing, watching the hustle and bustle. Sadly, this piece of our heritage is slowly turning into a poisonous drain.

This painting is about the good old days when autumn turned the Lahore canal into all goldens and browns.

It is dry pastel on paper, rubbed in for a misty effect. One of my earlier experimentations with the dry pastels.