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My brother, Anand, just completed a Master's in Fine Art from University of South Wales in Australia. Why Australia? He was sick of the corporate life in Washington DC and found the furthest point from DC - as the crow flies (or so I think). Anyways, he is back and all excited to embark upon his artisitic journey. He has started a web design company along with a couple of other artists. They are called Fenetik Design - I find even their website very cool, but I might be a little biased, just a little.
If you know of anyone who needs any design work, I would highly recommend him. Do check them out. And tell them you know Anand's sister, and they will treat you extra special :)
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megha puNAter" said…
an artist in the family,thats lovely and the website is pretty cool.
October 5, 2008 at 12:21 AM
Sylvia K said…
It is wonderful to have an artist in the family isn't it? I'll check out the website today and I do wish him all the best.
October 5, 2008 at 8:43 AM
Deb said…
Congrats to your brother. He is fortunate to have a sister who is so proud of him. I will check out their site!
October 5, 2008 at 7:01 PM
pink dogwood said…
Megha: it is great to have an artist in the family. Recently we went on a field trip to an art museum together - I will write about it later.

Sylvia: yes it is wonderful

Samosas: thanks

deb: He is 12 year younger than me, so I am like his mother :) Growing up he had 3 mother figures(mom, my sister and me) and some people wondered if he would grow up to be a spoiled brat - but he turned out really great. Goes to show you that too much love never hurt anyone :)
October 6, 2008 at 5:59 AM
bindu said…
I looked at the website, and the designs there look great! I can see why you're proud of your little brother. :)
October 6, 2008 at 11:31 AM
subcontinental.giant said…
Wow. thanks for the plug sis! And thank you guys for the awesome comments!
October 6, 2008 at 6:36 PM
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