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Art &
Culture
Iron art — a form of home interiors
by Suparna Saraswati THE Art Folio Centre for Arts, Chandigarh, was the venue for Harminder Singh’s exhibition titled “Iron Art” displaying contemporary styled interiors largely including furniture items. It drew an “unexpectedly” enthusiastic response from the people of the city. Even though wrought iron interior furnishing happens to be the most fashionable and upmarket home-designing items yet, Harminder Singh’s work carries a mark of being distinct and aesthetically appealing in form as well as content.In spite of being a qualified executive with a postgraduate degree in science, it was his keen interest in pursuing art designing that compelled him to give up a secure Markfed job and establish a small workshop in Industrial Area some months back. “I always enjoyed working with my hands. Even as a child I used to spend my afternoons creating objects of my own imagination with paper etc. And even when I opened my industrial unit here, the disposable scrap that got left behind for me became ample material to vent out my artistic instincts. My workers would be amused to see rubbish getting tampered with and strange looking objects being churned out,”quips the artist about his beginnings in iron interior designing. To understand the kind of designing Harminder Singh is involved in it would be of relevance to state some of his philosophical notions on Indian mythological deities. The iron monger confidently admits that his show was auspiciously inaugurated by none other better suited for the job than Lord Ganesha himself. “For me Ganesha is not merely a deity to be religiously revered. His unique form attributes admirable qualities and devotes a complete meaning of a worthwhile human existence. His elephant head is representative of tremendous intelligence, the body displays strength and the tiny mouse at Ganesha’s feet is a symbol of perseverence and diehard effort. Now, who could be more appropriate than Ganesha, the supreme force of the cosmic structure?” Harminder Singh confesses that sometimes his creations are born from unintended drawings and casual scribblings such as his wall installation of ‘Mahalakshmi’ and the candle stand he calls ‘Adishakti’. “It is not a crisscross of wires, but an attempt to create something relevant as well as utilitarian in one’s daily life.” Undoubtedly, he has been able to do so in a very attractive and symbolic a manner. A few of his works reflect the exactness of his inner convictions and artistic compulsions. The rope trick lamp stand, the cane-look chairs, the Om shaped candle stands are some of the items which display Harminder Singh’s quest for a confluence of spiritual elevation and useful art projection. “I will always endeavour to make objects of interior furnishings that remain practical and appeal to one’s aesthetic sensibilities, not merely a abstract and art like. Iron Art is indeed an assemblence of bruteness of matter with a beauty in its appearance. The moulding shapes created by Harminder Singh have proportion and colours that are in cognisance with his own demeanour — calm, humble and yearning.

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Sight & Sound
Doordarshan’s unsporting life
by Amita Malik
IN the early days of broadcasting AIR had a solid team of sports commentators who had carved a niche for themselves. Pearson Surita and Berry Sarbadhikary in Calcutta, A.F.S. Talyarkhan in Bombay, Melville de Mellow, Nobby Clarke, Surajit Sen and Devraj Puri, father of Narottam Puri, were accomplished and popular sports commentators. I am sorry I cannot remember anyone from the South because the Garrulous Vizzy used to operate from the North. These were fluent all-rounders, some of them were AIR newscasters who were connoisseurs of sport, who had their fan following, knew their games and were extremely competent.But the Indian electronic media came into their own with the Asian Games it not only brought in Colour TV but also an international flavour and also Asian competition, led by NHK. The Japanese were envied by the whole world for their equipment and technical expertise. German experts, including cameramen, were brought in to help DD’s own enthusiastic young staff and I think we did pretty well on that occasion. Unfortunately, this element of specialisation got a bit dissipated later by internal politics, nepotism, corruption, including pilferage of raw stocks, moonlighting, sharp practices over advertisements (producers and cameramen are even reputed to have got large cuts for lingering too long on the ads, around a stadium), and the present over-use of ads intruding crudely into sports performances has done nothing to erase the impression in the minds of viewers that there is still some dirty work at the crossroads. DD’s lust for money at the expense of quality has shamed the so-called public broadcaster. Apart from that, the sports visuals in news bulletins quite often do not match what is being said by the newscaster, and so it goes on. DD’s monopoly, courtesy its membership of the Asia-Pacific Broadcasting Union, which seems to do precious little to monitor the inadequate quality of DD’s relay of international events, has even led sports lovers to contemplate filing PIL to stop DD robbing the tax-payer of his rights. Most sports lovers feel that DD is nothing but a big bully treading over everyone’s wishes and feelings, particularly those of viewers because of its governmental clout. Since nobody wants its programmes, instead of improving them and being content with its lower grade terrestrial monopoly, it wields the big danda to force cable operators to show DD on Prime channels and lets loose district magistrates and cops to spy on independent channels. There could be no bigger shame for Indian broadcasting. And Indian democracy. So naturally everyone expected that DD would mess up the Olympic Games or what it calls the “Oh-Lum-Pic” Games. And sure enough, they did. Viewers are not interested in the Tu,Tu, Main, Main accusations going on between DD, the cable operators or “Mr Prithwish Nundy”. To them, the responsibility for the first day’s fiasco lies fairly and squarely on DD, which insisted on its monopoly and widely boasted that one could either go to Sydney or watch DD. Well, most viewers wished they could have gone to Sydney, because the much vaunted Sports Channel was invisible on Day One . As usual, DD carried the opening ceremony on the National Channel, the mostly invisible News Channel and the extremely shaky Metro Channel with the usual interruptions. On day 3, they were still showing the opening ceremony and nauseum and for lack of live footage, repeating the India-Argentine hockey match, in one case immediately after the first repeat, the day after. Then, as late as the 19th morning, almost the entire live relay came totally without sound. One does not know who chooses the items, but one set of studio commentators subjected us to endless bouts of boxing in which Indians did not figure, to interrupt at a very crucial moment an exciting football match involving Brazil, a team much admired in India. The studio commentators interrupted too much with their trite comments and some of the women had nothing much beyond their decorative saris. Star TV’s Amitabh Revi did splendidly in the way of interviews, including the Woodies. And someone should tell Mr Jasdev Singh, who seems to be a James Bond fan, that the sea creature shown in the opening water ballet was an octopus, and not octopussy! The march past by the Indian contingent, in their saffron turbans, was sloppy and without spirit including some pot-bellied officials and only in the case of India, the chef-de-mission, Mr Mattoo, got honourable mention from the Indian commentator. Lucky the Jt Secy. Sports etc did not join in because they were gated in their hotel rooms and allegedly watched it all on TV like us poor viewers I am sure Australian TV did better. 
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