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India: Street Art

Trivial Matters has a wonderful post on street art in India. “The question now arises that are the best and the brightest advertisers in India really the guys working in AC buildings behind their Macs or the street artists who dream up exciting graphics which are then rolled out on walls, banners and posters in India everywhere.”

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  • anand tharaney

    Oh of course the street art is more original and exciting than any of the commercial art that you see up there in the glass houses. down here the guys are giving you their piece of mind, its reactionary, more personal, pure and free. In all the posters that you see or even vandal drawings, there is a lot of him (artist) that you see in the artworks and design. For the film posters at least (unfortunately the handpainted era has vanished)the artists were putting in a lot of interpretation of their own that exceeded the brief given and that’s what gives that added flavour to the very amazing, fiery, local Indian, colour riot or the earlier super realism that attracted cinegoers from 50’s to 80’s. The digital stuff that gets churned out today is advertising at best not art but it suits the consummable that is being offered in the cinemas now.

  • The purist may look askance but Olaf Van Cleef does not really care. The carping critic may wonder what’s going on and the trained painter may cringe at the veritable mixing of artistic metaphors but the delightful outcome is precisely what Van Cleef is all about. Fundamentally, a jeweller with a passion for the chic in quite the classical sense; then a brand ambassador for Cartier, Paris; third — and much later in life — a painter expressing the turbulence of his soul in an emotional outburst of complex colours; Van Cleef in his fourth incarnation is a jeweller and painter morphed into one with his crystal-studded performance, the `Bejewelled Fireflies’, which opened in Kolkata’s Galerie La Mere recently, under the aegis of the Sri Aurobindo Institute of Culture.

    Having overcome the impact of the initial encounter with what may be called a typically Olaf-ish genre of art, one cannot but take a second look and a closer third look into the vivacious world of sparking colours that contains such inexplicable strains of black and grey.

    Van Cleef is pouring out his turmoil-filled soul into his external world, which he has immersed in the most striking hues: the turquoise blue against the magenta or the bright yellow or the pale green against the ink blue and the golden brown. The added dimension in this kaleidoscope comes in the shape of tiny bits of Austrian crystals embedded into the art or, in possibly the lighter moments, minuscule strips of chocolate wrapping pasted daintily alongside strips of delicately drawn bamboo. The French expert Ghislain Mollet-Vieville had suggested that Van Cleef bring his jewel craft into his paintings and even as the `classical Olaf’ was hesitating, “friend David quietly poured some diamond chips on his work. The effect was stunning”. Van Cleef had realised that the jewelled touch would be well worth the effort.

    Into this luminescent world enters the black: in herringbones, through serpentines, crosses or even via the deformed Swastika. Many in Van Cleef’s family have fallen prey to the Swastika’s evil regime but the symbol in the Indian context brings solace to the soul of the painter who has never ceased to grieve for the death of his dearly beloved on the one hand and for the death of simplicity or innocence in the `cultured’ world around him.

    It is similar to the solace that the City of Joy, Kolkata, provides him with — drawing him for biannual visits, inspiring his art, enlightening his mind “with the sheer depth of its culture” and “invigorating” him with the “throbbing of its heartbeat”, which Van Cleef can feel even in distant Paris. There he paints through the night, like a man possessed, placing his colours in mosaics or in a labyrinth of lines wending their way around circles, triangles, rectangles.

    “Kolkata peeps out from unexpected corners” of his art: a Krishna-Gopi sequence in a possibly Rajasthan painting with a miniature Howrah Bridge conspicuous through the archway of a palace or the Royal Bengal Tiger placing itself majestically in the midst of another.

    What sets the Bejewelled Fireflies apart from his earlier works is the deliberate care with which “every emotion has been made distinct;” every dot that Van Cleef “places on paper is a separate identity, conveying something significant” and his paintings are replete with them. They are striking because of the sheer contrast of the white on black — the artist using his “half a micron felt tipped pen under magnifying glasses to ensure that no dot touches another”.

    Whether the overall picture is one riot of colour or a mass of confusion reaching out for a world of comprehension possibly depends on the viewer but it does not fail to raise questions. Save a few paintings that are clearly self portrayals: a bemused young Van Cleef contemplating his beloved grandmother or a young French boy seeing an elephant for the first time in India and then envisioning a grand entry into this land of palaces and fountains as a caparisoned pachyderm in the company of two younger members of the species, which convey wonderment, others are poignant even in their splendour. There are the monarchs, the fish, the weeping women by the well, the batiked fabric or the timeless clock. Most are fenced by spotted lines of black and white; sorrow and joy.

    Elephants are very central to Van Cleef’s current series: the dancing twins with their crystal-studded cloaks or the majestic shape framed against the equilateral arch of a maharaja’s abode. It is not just the physical presence of the jewels that give the paintings an embossed look; it is the Moulins Papier d’Arches paper, “pure cotton, produced by a company of 1492 vintage”. Van Cleef has found in this a material that has a mind of its own: “making a very special contribution to the painting as it soaks up the colours”. For some artists it may have been nightmarish but Van Cleef has found a way of making the paper cooperate with his fingers, which choose to do a bit of calligraphy now, or again some delicate stone placement or even engaging in some careless dabbing of paint on paper, and then, when the fingers want to shock deliberately they just pick up chocolate paper, snipping it into infinitesimal bits to be scattered over the easel; carefully carelessly. Van Cleef does not know what he will paint; his soul takes over as he devotes about a 100 hours to each work.

    Bejewelled Fireflies is more than special because it is a tribute to the city that Van Cleef loves more than any other: its spirit encompassed by the Howrah Bridge that connects everyone and everything “without any sense of stratification; like a soul that is set free”.

    It is this sense of freedom that Van Cleef is seeking ; freedom from the complexities of his mind that snatch his sleep over endless nights; freedom to lose himself in his world of jewels and gems; and in the colour of crushed lapis lazuli or simple sindur that adorns the forehead of the Indian woman.

  • sameer

    do we have any good pavement artists in india i am loking for some good people for some time now sameer_agg_2000@yahoo.com

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