Art

Home CULTURE Art

पोस्ट कार्ड

    0
    – आलोक शर्मा
    बात कुछ बीस-एक साल पुरानी है, फेसबुक पर मौजूद एक बड़े अच्छे दोस्त के घर के सामने के हिस्से में हमारे इलाके का पोस्ट ऑफिस हुआ करता था। ज़माना अलग था, लोग हाथों से चिठ्ठियाँ लिखा करते थे। एक एक शब्द समझ कर खर्च करने का दौर था, पोस्ट कार्ड और अंतर्देशीय में जगह कम होती थी और लिखनेवालों में फीलिंग्स ज्‍़यादा, कई बार तो पता लिखने वाली स्पेस में भी बकाया बातें लिख दी जाती थी, बाकि चीज़ों की कमियाँ इंसान के भीतर प्रेम की मात्रा बढ़ा देती हैं अकसर। दौर दूरदर्शन का था, तो रविवार की रात से सोमवार की सुबह तक लेटरबॉक्स बेचारा खचाखच पोस्टकार्डों से भर जाया करता था, छोटे शहरों का ‘सुरभी’ से नाता कुछ ऐसा था। पिछली रात सुरभी में पूछे गये सवालों के सही जवाब या अटकल भरे जवाबों के साथ रेणुका शहाणे की मुस्कान और कपड़ों की झूठी – सच्ची तारीफों से भरे इन पोस्टकार्डों में ईनाम से ज़्यादा शो पर अपना नाम सुनने की मासूम-हवस हुआ करती थी, और मेरा पोस्टकार्ड उसके पोस्टकार्ड से बेहतर कैसे हो इसकी ऐसी रणनीति बनाई जाती थी कि रोडीज़ शर्मा जायें। लोग पोस्टकार्ड पर स्केचपैन से फूल पत्ती बना कर ग्रिटींग कार्ड बनाया करते, मानो लाईफ की सारी क्रियेटिविटी उस पंद्रह पैसे के कार्ड में निचोड़ डालना ही उनके जीवन का एकमात्र लक्ष्य हो, और पोस्ट कार्ड को उस लाल रँग के लेटरबॉक्स तक पहुँचाने के लिये ही उनका जन्म हुआ हो।
    बचपन की नादानी भी कम कमीनी नहीं होती। देर रात, (छोटे शहरों में दस बजे ही हो जाती है), सबसे छिपा कर इन खचाखच भरे लेटर बॉक्स पर धावा बोल कर कई पोस्टकार्ड निकाल कर पढ़ना, और फिर उन्हें सुबह होते ही लेटर बॉक्स में वापस डाल देना, हम सारे दोस्तों का एक ऐसा गिल्ट प्लेज़र था जिससे हम चाह कर भी नहीं बच पाते थे। रातों रात दर्जनों पोस्टकार्ड पढ़ना मनडे ब्लू को लाईट ब्लू कर देता था शायद। PostBox
    कभी – कभी इन पोस्टकार्ड्स में नॉन सुरभी पोस्टकार्ड्स भी होते जिनमें निजी बातें भी हुआ करती थी। तब सारी बातें वॉल पर शेअर नहीं की जाती थी बल्कि ज़्यादातर बातें घर की दीवारों के बीच रखने की कोशिश होती थी, लोग उतने पब्लिक नहीं थे लाईफ को लेकर। लोगों के लिखने के तरीके से उनके बारे में जानने की कोशिश करते करते हमें समझ में नहीं आया कि कब हमने इन लोगों को अपनी टाईम लाईन में जगह दे दी, इनके पोस्टकार्ड हमारी वो खिड़की बन गये जिसमें से हम उनके घर की चारदीवारी में झाँकने लगे। इनसे जान पहचान सी होने लगी। कभी किसी के पोस्टकार्ड पढ़ कर ये जानने की कोशिश करना कि उसके पिछले पत्र के जवाब में क्या कहा गया होगा, जिसका मजमून इस कार्ड में है, कभी किसी व्यक्ति के लिखे शेरो शायरी वाले पोस्टकार्डों की ऐसी लत लग गई कि अगर एक आध हफ्ता उसका पोस्टकार्ड न आये तो बेचैनी सी लग जाती थी कि पता नहीं वो मज़ेदार पोस्टकार्ड लिखनेवाला गया कहाँ? अब तो सबकुछ ठीक से याद भी नहीं। आज अचानक खयाल आया तो लगा, शायद पोस्टकार्डों के ज़रिये हम कहानियाँ चुरा रहे थे – असली कहानियाँ, हमारे इर्द-गिर्द की कहानियाँ – रियलिटी टीवी नहीं था ना उन दिनों।  ये चोरी या वोयरिज़्म अपने आप में ज़रा ट्विस्टेड है, मगर टीनएज से ज़्यादा ट्विस्टेड कुछ नहीं होता, बीते वक्त की नादानियों के बारे में आप नॉस्टेलजिक कन्फेशन से ज़्यादा वैसे भी कुछ कर नहीं सकते।
    अब जब सोचता हूँ तो जानता हूँ लोगों की प्राइवेसी का वायलेशन था, मगर आज सोशल मीडिया से ले कर पूरी की पूरी रियलिटी टीवी कैण्डिड कैमरे के इस वोयरिस्टिक थ्रिल पर ज़िंदा है। हम अपनी औकात से कर रहे थे, ये अपनी औकात से कर रहे हैं – पोस्टकार्ड अब भी सबके पढ़े जाते हैं, मगर कोई माइण्ड नहीं करता क्योंकि अब लोगों ने ज़िंदगी को ही पोस्टकार्ड बना दिया है। निजी अब शायद टॉयलेट का पॉट ही है – जहाँ इंसान पूरी इमानदारी और निष्ठा के साथ अपने किये कराये पर पानी फेरा जाता है बाकी के लिये सोशल मीडिया है।
    Courtesy: Mohd. Faisal
    Courtesy: Mohd. Faisal

    Little Anant’s Creations

    1383325_1376879792551122_935667782_n
    Anant

     

    Like we always say, we cannot let good talent go unnoticed, these amazing art works of a ten year old Anant Belavadi of Hyderabad left us speechless. This little boy sure knows how to pour out his soul into his art. We wish him a bright future.

     

     

    1083688_1435096346729466_1734579439_o

    1548335_1412386842333750_1588727387_o

      1596199_1412386752333759_1279202438_o

    10147213_1435096320062802_2002194438_o

    1559003_1412386775667090_1635820557_o

    Kanchan – A Play enacted on Women’s Day

    On 8th March 2014, a play named Kanchan was enacted in Rabindra Bhawan, Guwahati on the occasion of Women’s Day. The play was based on highly acclaimed Assamese Novel of the same name by Anuradha Sharma Pujari. The play depicted the double standards of the society about women. Where as on one side they look down upon the women who sleep with men for personal benefits, on the other hand they take a different approach for the men who either push them to do that or who sleep with those women. The protagonist of the play, Kanchan  which was played by Bornali Puzari, is a woman who is a simple LDC in a government office but has a strong hold among the officers due to her beauty. She had used her sexual abilities to get benefits in her career and support her family. In the meantime, Bidyut Phukan played by Kapil Bora, joins the office of Kanchan. Kanchan falls in love with him as he talks to her with respect unlike others. However, in the end it is revealed that he is worse than any other officer. Kapil Bora plays the role of a man who uses his pseudo intellectualism to cover his cowardliness and slyness. He tries to give Kanchan a ray of hope in good times but abuses her to save himself.

    A Scene from Kanchan (Mobile Phone Quality)
    A Scene from Kanchan (Mobile Phone Quality)

    The cast includes Pranjal Saikia, Jolly Laskar, Amitabh Rajkhowa, Mala Goswami and Dr. Jayanta Das apart from Bornali Puzari and Kapil Bora. Kapil Bora came as a surprise package as his acting was a very controlled performance. It was a difficult role to play but he delivered well. There were some wow moments delivered by him.  Bornali Buzari also acted well but in some portions, I felt there was some over-acting although, it was the fault of the director as those scenes could have either been completely chopped off or told in a better way. Pranjal Saikia played the role of an office clerk who was well aware about all the unsocial activities in the office and had sympathy towards Kanchan even when people hated her. However, he was a weak person to do anything to stop it. The role was played very well by him.

    Kanchan-Poster

    The music score was composed and sung by Zubeen Garg and it was one of the highlights of the play. You leave the theatre humming the songs.

    Overall, I would rate the play 3 out of 5.

    Handpainted Movie Posters- The Life of Indian Cinema dead?

      0

      When I was young, we hardly got a chance to watch movies in cinema halls. We had to wait till Sunday for watching a movie on Doordarshan. However, we had one luxury, an indulgence that no one could stop us from. The movie posters! Larger than life hand painted posters that would give us a fair idea about the latest movie. If it was romantic movie, there would be a certain amount of tenderness in the brush strokes. If it was an action movie, you could feel the action. It gave an unforgettable visual treat to the onlookers, taking the definition of film poster art beyond advertising, and transforming it into a cultural icon instead. These hand painted pictures usually possessed vibrant and loud colours along with the artists’ personal touch; the posters though an integral part in the success of a movie, their makers largely remained unknown. (the exception being You know who)

       

       

      Who can forget the poster of Sholay or the almost synonymous symbol of Indian cinema Mother India’s poster? The soft stroke of Mughal-E-Azam or the mellow poster of Pyaasa – each poster spoke the intensity of the drama.

       

      Putting their heart and soul into the paintings, master artists created lifelike impressions of some of the biggest icons and films which left an indelible impression on the minds of the onlookers. Since, Hindi film industry has been taken over by technology, the hand painted posters have been replaced by digital posters. It may be feasible as it is cheaper and can be mass produced, but we lost an art form that brought Indian cinema to this point.

       

      On a positive note however, there are some who greatly value this art. Poster collectors buy posters at good prices. Few artists have displayed their work in exhibitions.  Industry experts say that it will be a million dollar industry in a couple of years.

       

      Apparel Design and Accessories industry is also embracing this art in form of cool T-shirts, sling bags, etc.

       

      Having said that, we will never forget the joy of watching a movie poster for minutes if not hours in awe and discussing what the movie will be like. So what if we had to wait for Doordarshan to affirm or negate our views but those moments spent in the sun squinting at the splash of colours and the superheroes- well, they were priceless.

      Mystic Allure –

      Spring is a time of colours and flowers: of life and hope ; of beauty and freshness everywhere. No wonder we associate vibrant colours to it or the fresh green of life. But beauty can be even created out of the stark monochromes of black and white.

      Presenting before you a sketch by Geetashree Hazarika -a beautiful contrast to the vibrant colours of spring

      Valentine – Plan unplanned! by Premjit Adhikary

      Click here to read the full comic!

      or click on the above image

       The above post has been previously published in the author cum creator’s private website .

      Gogona- indigenous rhythms

      I had been always fascinated by this wonderful instrument called Gogona which often awed me and which I had  tried only a few times out of awe.

      Gogona is a type of Jew’s or Jaw harp, a vibrating reed instrument that is used primarily in the traditional Bihu music in Assam and that which is an integral part of Bihu as it gives an extra flavour to both Bihu song and dance. Gogona or Jew’s Harp or Jaw Harp is a simple musical instrument but I am sure it must have been a genius who designed it . It is found in different parts of the world, so it’s origin is a bit disputed or  maybe it will be safer to say that it perhaps developed simultaneously in different parts of the world.

      The side facing the audience

      So fascinated was I with it that I had written a post on it in Bamboo Lounge and maybe the fascination rubbed on Kavita Saharia who again shared it in her famous blog My Room. Maybe the fascination is contagious , hence I am here,reinventing the post again at the insistence of the issue editor for Fried Eye . Though the post was a very short one- more like a spurt of  my random thoughts on it, but it brought forth a thread of interesting discussions on it in My Room. The discussions on the other hand brought before us interesting yet unrecorded information on the gogona, which came like a blessing for us as there was very little on the internet about it. I am compiling all the information that were exchanged on the discussion thread of that post for you, as I had this passing thought that some of you out there might be interested in it.

      The side facing the player

       

       

      Lin from Brazil had added that such an instrument but different in the appearance which acted on the same principle was used in a fight dance form of Brazil called Capoiera . The instrument consisted of a bow and a basket, which they used to vibrate while playing it.

      Kay , another visitor affirmed of hearing similar sounding instrument in Australia , though she could not provide further details on it.

      Amatamari from Italy had an interesting bit of tidbit to add. He mentioned about scacciapensieri , a similar instrument found in Italy, slightly different in appearance , but which sounded exactly similar and enclosed a link too for reference.  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4aiSQvhK6rY

      Patty also shared her bit by letting us know that her grandfather used to play a similar metal instrument called the juice harp and the similarity did not end there. It too was played by mouth like the gogona.

      Kishore Choudhury shed more light on it by a comparatively detailed background report.  He traced the origins  to as early as the third century in South Asia which was later embraced all over the world. He also provided the names for it in different regions like-  Morsing in Andhra Pradesh and Karnataka, Mugursing in Tamil Nadu and Morchung in Rajasthan. Though it has a very basic and simple appearance, it holds a high place in carnatic music, he had added.

      Gigi Hawaii , a visitor from Hawaii had brought up the topic of its nomenclature on why it was called Jews Harp when there has been no mention of it any where in Jewish history. Another visitor had mentioned it’s other name being Juice Harp while I had mentioned it being a sort of Jaw harp. But on checking wikipedia I was amused to find that all three of the names pointed towards the same instrument and the different names must have been variation of pronunciation.

       

       

      I had also tried to demonstrate with this amateur video of mine the sound and the system of playing the instrument though I am not sure how far I have been successful with it.

       

      You see, the easiest way to learn is to silently pronounce A-E-I-O-U while we give slight pushes to the right end. Now, you can play the instrument according to the beats of the music. Improvisations are your contribution and will be welcomed.

       

      Can’t Escape by Stephen and Jiki – Passion and innovation I

      You know you have a hidden talent. You know you have a passion. You also know that you have a creative streak in you, but you shake off  the feeling with a sigh and lose yourself to day to day life and its struggle. After all everything needs to be planned well, everything needs an early start and everything needs a solid foundation to base a monument of talent. But you are wrong. All you need for your creative streak and talent to take wings are undying passion and a little bit of innovation. We bring before you three examples of how passion and innovation can give your hidden creativity the much needed leg up and open doors to bigger opportunities or simply present you with creative satisfaction and the feeling that- you did not let your talent and passion go to waste. You tried.

      In the first of the group , we are sharing with you this short psycho thriller movie – Can’t Escape by Stephen Styris and Jikirani Mahanta,  the young and dynamic duo from Assam. What is interesting about this movie is that that both Stephen and Jiki have no formal training in film making , other than them being students of mass communications of Tezpur University which of course consists of the subject of Television and Multi camera . Stephen is an avid photographer and has had experience in Wild life photography with WWF and WTI (wildlife trust of India) and had the distinction of working with Mike Pandey. And this passion led him to try out some short films with Jiki’s able help . Their movies always have some underlying social message and which presently is aired in Stephen’s youtube channel.with each film he  is gaining higher ground and we have a gut feeling that he will go quite far in his chosen field.

      The movie Can’t Escape is about drug addiction and has been shot within two nights and edited in three days. Though it has some rough edges in the dubbing department, the rest of the movie doesn’t fail to impress you seeing that it has been shot with zero budget and had cast amateurs as actors. Now that is a sure shot case of Passion , talent and innovation.

      You can visit Stephen’s youtube channel in  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UGYYSe93qxc&list=UUeyBWVXgIh7jGqFbnkBe_7g&index=1&feature=plcp

       

       

      Mario de Miranda: A Tribute

        0

        [When we are talking about graphics and animations and comics and cartoons, it would be inapt to forget the world-renowned cartoonists of India. If not all, Mario Miranda, who breathed his last in his ancestral home at Loutolim, Goa, in the early hours of Sunday, 11th December, definitely needs to be mentioned. Here’s a tribute to the maestro,by Hrishikesh Bharali ]

        Among the myriad faces in the Indian cartoonists scene, there features a Goan named Mario Miranda whose vignettes of Goan life on canvas in his trademark style captured the imaginations of the people for over two decades and put India on the world map. His lack of formal training in the nuances of cartoon never proved to be a constraint in his way up the ladder. Although, comparisons with his more illustrious contemporary R.K. Laxman were rife, Mario Miranda was successful in carving his own niche in the world of cartoon. As his long-time friend Khushwant Singh puts it in his inimitable style, “Comparisons with RK Laxman were inevitable. Everyone agreed that there was no cartoonist in the world to match Laxman. He agreed with the assessment and exuded an aura of self-esteem. Mario, on the other hand, had very little self-esteem and exuded an aura of modesty.”

        Khushwant Singh further delineates the structural shift in their bailiwick that reflected in their doodles.”Laxman’s cartoons made political social statements. Mario simply depicted Bombay’s upper class or the common folk of his native Goa. His cartoons depicted farmers clad in nothing more than langotis (loin cloth) and their women folk in bars sipping local Feni. He also made cartoons of fisher folk, fish markets, cathedrals and the Goan country-side. Both contributed handsomely to the spectacular increase in the circulation of The Illustrated Weekly of India.”

        Ironically, he went on to work with R.K. Laxman during his stint with Times of India.

        Miranda was born on May 2, 1926 in Daman and did his schooling at St Joseph’s high school, Bangalore and did his BA in history at St Xavier’s college, Mumbai. Mario displayed a keen interest in sketching and caricaturing from an early age. He used the walls of his own house in Loutolim as a canvas for his creations, to the utter dismay of his mother, who finally brought him a blank book. He even started getting into trouble at school, for sketching Catholic priests!

        He started his career as a cartoonist for the Times of India Group in 1953 and later moved into illustration and fine art. He rose to fame for his creations such as Miss Nimbupani and Miss Fonseca which appeared on a regular basis in Femina, Economic Times, and The Illustrated Weekly of India..

        Miranda was offered the Fundacao Calouste Gulbenkian Scholarship, which enabled him to travel to and stay a year in Portugal and this time in Portugal, according to Miranda, helped him to broaden his horizons. After a year in Portugal, Miranda travelled to London, England and was to spend five years there, learning as well as doing jobs for newspapers and even worked in television animation, at Independent Television.

        Miranda’s cartoons were featured in the magazines Lilliput, Mad (once), and Punch (twice). This supplemented his finances, and enabled him to travel around Europe, interacting with other cartoonists, gaining considerable knowledge and exposure. This led to his meeting of Sir Ronald Searle, whom Miranda considered his mentor.

        Besides cartooning, Mario’s murals continue to adorn the walls of south Mumbai’s famous Mondegar Café. His calendars, year-planners for various publications, private and governmentorganisations, illustrated diaries and books continue to be treasured possessions.

        He has illustrated numerous books including Inside Goa by Manohar Malgonkar, A family in Goa and The Open Eyes by Dom Moraes, children’s books authored by Uma Anand like Dul-Dul, The Magic Clay Horse,The Long-tailed Langoor and The Adventures of Pilla the Pup, in Mumbai.

        He has also penned several books, including Goa with Love, A little World of Humor, Sketch book, Germany in Wintertime, Impression of Paris and Mario de Miranda.

        In his long career span of six decades, Mario has held solo exhibitions in over 22 countries, including the United States, Japan, Brazil, Australia, Singapore, France, Yugoslavia, and Portugal. He was honoured with the Padma Shri in 1988 and the Padma Bhushan in 2002. The All India Cartoonists’ Association, Bangalore, honoured him with a lifetime achievement award. The King of Spain, Juan Carlos, conferred on Mario the highest civilian honour of ‘la Cruz de Isabel la Catolica’ which was presented to him on 11 Nov,2009 at his family home in Loutulim by Don Miguel Nieto Sandoval and on 29th Dec,2009 Portugal. He was also decorated with the title of “Comendador da Ordem de InfanteD.Henrique”, a Portuguese National Order of Knighthood.

        He will be best remembered for the ubiquitous man-in-the-bulb logo of Khushwant Singh in which he is shown scribbling on a sheet of paper with a pile of books on one side and a bottle of whisky on the other.” Ever since, whenever my articles appear, editors use the bulb logo designed by Mario Miranda over forty years ago. Believe it or not, on many occasions I have received letters simply addressed to: Man-in-the-bulb, New Delhi!”, adds Khushwant Singh.

        An avid traveller and music, Mario married Habiba Hydari, an artist. The couple has two sons – Rahul, a hair stylist in New York, and Rishad, a cartoonist based in Goa.

        In the wee hours of Sunday, 11th of December, Mario Miranda left for his heavenly abode at the age of 85 leaving behind a rich contribution to the Indian Cartoon depository.

        When you fall in love

        The Bike Thing

        The Bike Thing

        The Bike Thing
        The Bike Thing

        7,000FansLike
        88FollowersFollow
        661FollowersFollow
        100SubscribersSubscribe