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Memories
by Harish Dhillon
I do not bank on memories and even when I visit my children in Sanawar, a place where I lived for 30 years, a place where every nook and corner should be layered with memories of my childhood, my years as a teacher and later as Headmaster and the memories of my children’s childhood, nothing stirs in me. Then last winter, when the children, most of the staff and even the Headmaster were away, I took a long walk in that most beautiful place in the world. I came, finally, to the door of the Headmaster’s residence. And then memory, as elusive and as unbidden as love, asserted itself. I looked at the squat, ugly little building of the kitchen which had escaped the fire of 1996 because it was detached from the main house. It had, when I was a teacher, been Phiroza’s kitchen. She was the Headmaster’s wife and kept an open house and an even more open kitchen. But the memories that came back to me had nothing to do with Phiroza’s culinary delights. Sanawar was an isolated place then and what is taken for granted today was just not available. I baked the children’s birthday cakes because there were no cakes available in the neighborhood. On one of my son’s birthdays I ran into trouble: the sponge just did not rise. I finally realised that there was something wrong with the flour. The remedy lay in Phiroza’s kitchen. I went up and ‘borrowed’ some flour. By four in the morning I had the cake ready. I was stage manager for the Founders’ play. The day before the first performance, the heavy, glazed cotton curtains donated by Mr Shammi Kapoor in memory of his wife Gita Bali, were put up. I waited patiently while Raj Kumar and his friends ironed the curtains. But they didn’t do a very good job because when Gopal finally put them up, there were enough creases in them to keep them four inches above the stage floor. We took them down again and then we ran out of coal. Once again I remembered Phiroza’s kitchen. I borrowed some charcoal, went home and made some coffee and omelets for my dhobis and by five in the morning, when the curtains were hung up again, they touched the floor. After the house had burnt down, a visitor asked if he could go up and see the ruins. When he came back he shook his head at me and smiled: “I saw three young men in the kitchen, attempting to put together shards of blue and white porcelain which they had retrieved from the ruins. I told them that you can’t put broken pots together again. They replied that they were not trying to mend pots – they were trying to put together their Sahib’s memories.” Memory was playing tricks again: it was pushing me into nostalgic yearning for a way of life which had once been and was now lost forever. I braced myself against the sudden gust of wind and walked quickly
away.
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‘Made in India’— a hit abroad
From the masters of miniature art to the best of contemporary art- Indian art is on view at various art galleries of Europe and America. The scale and scope of these exhibitions is inconceivable for the art galleries in India.
Vandana Shukla
Rudra veena exponent Ustad Asad Ali Khan once observed that the day is not far when Indians will have to go abroad to procure a veena, or, to just listen to the veena. In terms of visual arts, perhaps, the situation has already arrived. Blame it on the lack of good galleries, curatorial expertise, inadequate research facilities, or, sheer co-incidence- almost all the great artists from the land, from classic miniature art to contemporary art are showcased abroad this summer. Does that mean Indians have to travel abroad in order to see the best of Indian art? Also, despite the very best organisational skills of the galleries abroad- with their vast experience in well researched documentation and technology assisted expertise in display, the curatorial attempt to identify Indian art with certain motifs and a strong urge to define ‘Indianness’ sometimes becomes a limiting factor of these vastly successful exhibitions. For, the Indian art scenario is thriving, is multi- hued, and is far more adventurous in its creative search than a few names that keep appearing in the foreign shows. Their signatures have become recognisable with the time-tested materials and motifs that represent a stereotyped India. This restricted insistence on defining Indianness by foreign galleries that invest millions of dollars and years of hard work in organising these mega shows leaves a first- time viewer of Indian art with certain biases about Indian art.
Indian Highways in Europe It took over two years for the exhibition titled “Indian Highway” to reach Lyon in France, from London, where it started, and about five years in its preparation. The exhibition of contemporary Indian art does more than just travel- it takes a new spin with every stop it takes. With works of around 30 contemporary Indian artists–including Nikhil Chopra, Bharti Kher, Jitish Kalat and Subodh Gupta, the exhibition is reinterpreted each time to fit changing venues, by making room for new works and to satisfy curatorial whims for each of its new phase. The show found its first home in December 2008, in a crammed Serpentine Gallery in London before unwinding in Oslo, then it went to the Danish city of Herning, to reach Lyon this summer, where it will be on view till the end of July. It is supposed to come back to Delhi, but no one is sure when? Some critics in London raised questions about Indianness of the works of artists like Bharti Kher, born and brought up in London, who they thought would have more in common with Damien Hirst than with Husain, whose works were later withdrawn from the show because of brewing controversy back home, adding to more confusion about what should and should not come under the parameter of Indian art in these shows. Some also expressed concern that the Indianness of the work defined by bindis, rickshaws and steel tiffins may overshadow–and sometimes take precedence–over artistic merit. Others suggest that this is done to make the show more palatable to a Western audience, who may find it difficult to come out of its perceived ‘image’ of India. But the show has improved from its London avatar, with focus on themes like urbanization which has given it a sharper edge. Perhaps by the time it reaches Delhi, it will be an even better show for the home- viewers in India.
Indian Masters get a name-ZurichOne cannot help wondering why this could not have been done, here, in India. The Way Of The Masters – The Great Artists of India, 1100–1900, shown at Museum Rietberg, Zurich, between May to August, 2011, traces landmarks of 800 years of Indian painting with some 240 masterpieces by more than 40 artists. For the first time an exhibition offers a place of pride to the names of the anonymous painters who remained in oblivion for centuries despite greatness bestowed upon their art. The exhibition offers a comprehensive overview of the entire history of Indian painting. What makes it unique and exciting is that the focus throughout is on individual painters rather than on miniature art itself, as has been the practice.

Zurich Reitberg-Rupmati and Baz Bahadur Hunting (c 1700)
— Photo courtesy: Rainer Wolfsberger |
A result of decades of painstaking research to identify individual artists- for which small signatures were deciphered microscopically, pilgrim registers were searched for artists’ names and genealogies, and systematic stylistic comparisons were made to ascertain the names. In addition, the museum is accompanying the exhibition with a major publication on its findings on the unsung painters which would provide new bases for further research in miniature art.
More than forty artists at the centre of the exhibition, whose works convey a broad and comprehensive idea of Indian painting to the visitors are picked from different geographical regions. The earliest exhibits are illustrated manuscripts from the twelfth century, the latest works- from the early twentieth century are large-format paintings from Udaipur, which in their choice of composition and perspective reveal the growing influence of photography. It is a unique effort on the part of its three renowned curators, Milo C. Beach (Smithsonian, Washington), B.N. Goswamy (India) and Eberhard Fischer (Zurich), to lend an identity to the most significant painters from over 800 years of history and area spread from Esfahan in Iran to Delhi and the Deccan in India. The exhibition will also be shown at the Metropolitan Museum of Art in New York from 26 September 2011 to 8 January 2012. Chances of its travelling to India are bleak.
New masters in Venice India is making a debut at the 116 year old Venice Biennale, one of the world’s biggest and the most elite art carnivals that draws the best of visual art selected from across the world. The exhibition, with its 28 settled country pavilions, built inside the Giardini, has, for the first time given space of about 250 sq metre to India for four months ( June- Oct). The Indian pavilion showcases seven contemporary mixed media art works christened “Everyone Agrees: Its About to Explode” by four leading artists. For a country of a billion people, with the diversity that only India can absorb, selecting such works that make a “ strong symbolic statement about the country”, in the words of Ranjit Hoskote, who curated the exhibition, was not an easy task. The India exhibition includes new-age installations, video art and paintings by New York-based Zarina Hashmi, Gigi Scaria of Delhi, Amsterdam-based Praneet Soi and Guwahati-based Desire Collective Machine (DMC) – a multi-disciplinary art collaboration between two young artists, Sonal Jain and Mrigankya Madhukaillya. Zarina Hashmi represents “post-partition and diasporic sentiments”. She challenges the perceptions of space and borders through her work – in the way familiar locations in the country are delimited, traversed and the memories they invoke in us. The DMC has shot a 35 mm film portraying cultures, realities and change in the region. Praneet Soi works across spaces with the marginalised potters and clay idol makers of Kumartuli – an old potters’ colony by the bank of the Ganges in Kolkata, he has created a 50-feet mural in Venice. Mixed media artist Gigi Scaria represents the internal migration, his works portray the changing social realities and “interpretations of home”. He has made video installations. The show is sponsored by the Ministry of Culture, this was for the lack of financial support that India could not participate in The Biennale for 116 years. And ordinary Indians who cannot travel to Venice will be deprived of seeing it.
Paris- Delhi- BombayFor a country viewed as an emerging economic power, the form of unique confrontation of perspectives on its cultural complexity draws fresh artistic energy. Expressed through artistic experiences and creative visions, Paris- Delhi- Bombay, an exhibition of Indian and French artists on display at Centre Pompidou in Paris, is a unique amalgam of visuals on India, with all possible contradictions and genres, documenting and yet eluding India of a million shades. Whereas the possibility of two cultures merging into one remains perennially debatable, the exhibition is certainly an unprecedented example of Franco- Indian collaboration, created on a scale that is enormous. With a long and impressive list of art historians, curators, sociologists, political scientists, philosophers and anthropologists from both the countries, who worked with a team from Centre Pompidou on the concept of the exhibition for over four years, the analysis and reports prepared by the experts were then sent to select artists, majority of whom then worked on special commissioned works. The 30 artists from India are well known names like Subodh Gupta, Atul Dodiya and Sudarshan Shetty, to the very young quirkier voices of Tejal Shah, who is never shy of expressing sexuality of a different shades and Nikhil Chopra, whose works with performance art have created a unique niche. The curators were careful to select artists who made their first mark in the India of the liberalized economy; therefore reflecting global aspiration in the Indian art. Most of the artists filtered for the show are in the age group of 35 to 60, barring Vivan Sundaranm and Nalini Malini, both of whom have continued the process of rediscovering themselves. The exhibition which started in May will run through September, 2011.
High art accessible abroad Director Amit Dutta, in collaboration with miniature art expert Eberhard Fischer created the first ever authentic, visually engaging documentary on Nainsukh, the greatest Indian painter of the eighteenth century. “Nainsukh” was shown at the Venice Film Festival and in shorter versions as well as in a special show at, The Way Of The Masters, Museum Rietberg, Zurich.
“One can be India in different ways from different locations. India is not a territorially bounded entity. It expands in the global space of imagination.” Ranjit Hoskote, curator, Indian art show at Venice Biennale.
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