Discover vibrant stories painted one dot at a time.
Nuril Bhosale was born in 1979 at Rahuri a small town in Maharashtra. His inclination for drawing became apparent to the people around him.
His parents and school teachers acknowledged his sketches and their appreciation encouraged that innate desire to pursue art as his career.
After schooling he took admission in Abhinav Kala Mahavidyalaya 5 years diploma in drawing and painting. Since then he has been relentlessly sketching, painting with all devotion and dedication. This has built up his creativity on a solid foundation rooted in perfection of drawing.
Photography is an immediate reaction while drawing is a meditation. The shining milestone was GD Art with merit. He then realised that his interest lies in teaching so he took admission in the most prestigious Institute Sir JJ School of Arts,Mumbai for teacher training. Nuril Bhosle has received many national awards for his drawings and painting.
He has exhibited his work at many prestigious galleries in India. He is also interested in sculpture and printmaking but as these feilds too have their base in drawing hence he has dedicated himself to drawing. He finds his subjects in people ,their lives, their moons, music, dance and life. His portraits are much evolved and they speak a language of refinement despite the rustic undertones. He also serves as the Principal of Pragat Kala Mahavidyalaya, Ahmednagar, Maharashtra. While working on his own artwork he also tries his best to teach his students, who come from rural areas all these fields of art.







Story of THIRST
For a thirsty man, the time that he spends finding water, till the moment when he sips the first drop of water, he experiences Life. Even after this, water may not be all that he thirsts for. Even though he has tasted Life, he thirsts again, for other things.
A line is a movement; a symbol of Life.
Just like man thirsts for water, a line feels thirsty for shape. In its journey from a dot to a line and then into a shape, it experiences and creates Life in this process. It momentarily gets joy as a shape, but again, it thirsts; thirsts to become a form.
Even if all the water from the ocean is poured into one pot, it is not satisfied; it still thirsts. The pot keeps its wide mouth open, facing the skies, without blinking, still waiting for even two more drops of water.
Similarly, a line, even after its thirst is quenched when it becomes a shape, its wants to become a form, it still thirsts….
Artist Nuril P. Bhosale