London Summer Rain,My Window Pane.
21.8.06
"Rain,
Feel it on my finger tips
Hear it on my window pane
Your love's coming down like...
Rain,
Wash away my sorrow...
Take away my pain"
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MY SELF
- Asad Shaykh
- I'm happily lost intercontinental baggage, strategically found on the conveyor belt of advertising. Heading from the east to west, of course. There's a fine line between the east and the west. Like Hanbury Street, dividing bagels of Shoreditch and spices of Brick Lane. A single line which strings together psychological, cultural & mechanical patterns. Patterns I like to identify and play with. Playing, working and studying through 3 degrees across 3 continents has given me the foolhardiness to walk this line. I've walked above it, below it and all around it - as a designer, a client, a suit and ultimately, a planner. Bollywood or hipster? The tache won't tell.