Tuesday, October 12, 2010

Palpable We're

We bear,
We feel,
Amid distorting oddities.

We are,
What taken,
The commanding exotic whacks.

We hone,
We dig,
To the challenges smiles and scowls.

We see,
Should bear on,
The narrowness of ‘narcissism’ applied for us?

We struggle,
Inch on,
Against the ‘daylight’ bullies veiled bare.

We sense,
Etched fixed,
The status ‘R’, the source of our inspiration ahead!

Take it,
Wield it,
Dart ahead to the frontline, our optimism flaring on.

See!
Once again precluded a seething rancour,
The act of sufferance taken, brooded for…
The odd world’s regalement—watch, rewind.
Pre-organized our loss; charge to the petty wind.

Closer!
The venomous ‘influence’ pervades along,
The failing states yield to narcissistic fear,
Destined we are to face it; beware not to err!
‘Our ballots, rights’, see, cost how we brave along.

Our unity,
Their futility!  

Friday, October 1, 2010

Ladhak: The Next Door Warmness (In trace of a long dream homeward)



I

The serpent road leads me up along by the turns blind here and there till the height, the point from where I cast down the weary looks toward the directions infinitely stretched afar blurred, the suspending nebula-canopies ride high up there giving yet another coloration to the permeating sun-rays through the cotton-white cloud-blankets hovering in the unpolluted biting air. The frowning bald dunes seem to overlap like in the bowing gesture to the appearing halo glow of the sun; their coats of frowning dark moistures tarnished in an instant to the dazzling pale grey. And I am drawn from here.


II




Following the dust coated narrow road with thinning asphalt, my cast stops there at the turn blind. But the blaring dusting heavy lorry lets my heart leap alert, alarming for its rescue, to navigate inverse. I can almost save it, the blind hooter; the moonscape ravine is filled with its blaring reverberating. Then the thin veil of nebula leads me on…
III



Like from the stern to the prow of a jolting light boat in a gusting current I have to cross over there on the other side to carry on my journey ahead. The sight of the means sends a lightning shudder along my spine, letting me hold back once before setting the first step on it. Yes, to clamber lying, the instant idea that helps me on the other side but like in a wildly swinging cradle-adventure. The surface of the glistening transparent water below ruffled with the ramming untouched. The grimy knotted ropes squeak with the screeches, the overburden taken from the stranger here. “Now you are done!” A fluffy refreshing breeze lets me feel my sweat drenched body still flexing. I am drawn from here again.





IV
The enigmatic natural formations against the backdrop of bleached grit-coated rising dunes grip me with the whim to identify them. I fall back. The latent but surfacing memory hits me hard to take them as the heavenly artworks our great ancestors had pursued. I can manage to make a conjuring animation out of this another world, back turned to us. A shooting spark of comet ray reckons me back again to carry on…
V
The normal but rickety foot-bridge leads across above the smoothly flowing clear-blue water. The frowning boulders smirk at the paces taken by this lonely wanderer. I am to find my way home any way. A splashing white froth bids me farewell. 
VI
There my home, secluded for the purpose not to be ignorantly vibrant. It’s said as my home in my struggle for claiming as not bearing the right façade of the one where I was born and brought up till 12. Despite the menacing baldness of the ridges around the reserved dais, on which it is situated, corresponds to my memo image. And I take it so. No sign of single trail of smokes rising up from any household. I think everyone has left for work out in the fields. With my sense of belongingness I am drawn again along…
VII
Passing by this single household quietly deserted, not a single movement of life found. But the distant sun lit snow-clad ridges aglow, prompting me to cast a long look from them to here, seemingly my home. Are those dried stuffs on the flat mud-roof stored for me, for the ongoing or upcoming winter fuel? I feel a blind love. Hark, I have to leave instantly…
VIII
The familiar sign but taken aback pondering where I’m to enter through, the alpine Himalayas, the lair of Yak—the entwining sign of closeness. This traffic sign of peeling Yak horns leads me up following the source of the clear cool brook gurgling like chuckling endlessly to the bastion. I hurry along my way up…
IX
There thou art rising abreast the snowy castles, thy domain. Thy dignified composure and casual cast mould up a vibe nonchalantly free, relaxed and open like the speckles azure sky—the interplay of natural bond found. I find it here to relate to what I have learned back there in the text: The secret of seclusion. “Aye, you don’t seem to stand it,” the single strike of the hoof on the rocky ground chases me away…
X
The steady stare of yours, though not welcoming, signals me for the marvels ahead. “Well, the furry angel lamb……..I’m leaving!”
I hasten to pass by…
XI
The beautifully engraved six-syllable-mantra, known as the essence of Buddha Dharma, with the dedicated designs on the reddish block of standing stone exudes the lavishness of time rendered by a lonely passerby for spiritual aspiration—for the self and others. With this shaky ground of devotion I pass by but with a sensing appreciation…
Phugthar monastery, Ladhak Zanskar, in the distance







XII
The same point here, from where I’m destined to have a glance of the real hermit-monastery on the waist of the soft-rock hill: the main shrine enclosed within the cave whose entrance opening can be viewed following the hermitages (mud quarters) sprawling up to it like devoted practitioners lining up through probation steps to obtain the entry ticket for the main determined courses for eternal salvation. The dangerously perching ramshackle hermitages on the crisp rock ledges are only for a wanderer’s fear being unaware of the past centuries long existence thus fossilized. I have the same feeling too, “How one can guarantee one’s safety in such one….” Better turn away, the precipice head-reeling, the bottom stream glistening blind. “Only to be here is my luck,” I seek the condolence desperately. And to move on forward…
Thigsay monastery, Ladhak Leh

XIII
The familiar picture in many past sub-conscious reflections, the one bearing the same disclosure of Potala Palace, Lhasa. It isn’t Potala of Lhasa; it’s Potala of next door warmness, the neighboring Thibet. I’m to learn later Thigsay monastery in Lahdak Leh bears the same physical patterns. With a heightened spirit I stare at it till dusk, when a buzzing wasp interrupts my musing stare, signaling me the approaching darkness but now the sun set glory tingeing the entire historic edifice with sepia grandeur. “Oh, is it real? Can it be what’s called Golden Realm in the heavenly state?” But that can’t be more magnificent than it. Riding on a horse of golden nebula, I am casted aback…

XIV
As to find my way back I can’t stop thinking about passing through the spirit lifting alpine marvels ahead once again as heralded by this chilling snow-clad towering monolith. Dancing to the melodies of the crackling glaciers, I don’t feel my numbed feet at all. Behold, this is where I belong! I continue dancing along…
XV
The only so rigidly etched image of the dark monolith, the hard-rock one, must be it, the one bearing the profound significance of Gonpo Rangjon (the natural impression of Maha Kala) on a certain part of it, of heavenly touch. To pass by it on foot is like passing in or out of heavenly gate. Its towering solidity melts the hardened ego soft here. “Oh, thy greatness!” I’m found praying once again along…
XVI
The reverberating distant ripple of horse-bells melodies proves my luck of catching up a caravan again. There they are in their routinely relaxed march; there they are in their threading dependence, giving me a niche to fill up from behind. I follow them till Manali, their last destination, from where to catch a bus to Delhi to catch my train Nizam-Goa Exp to South. “Aha, I am gifted again this time,” I pride for being able to take the same journey again.

A disturbing cawing by that lingering old crow on the mango tree next to my window jolts me out of this pleasant dream. So I waste no time in searching for those above responsive pictures that relate so closely to my dreamscapes.
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I would like to thank Achu Gelek, my Ladhaki friend, for gifting me those pictures, mostly of Ladhak Zanskar, his native home. And also for his Western friends who have gifted him the load of pictures, from which I select the above speaking ones. 


Sunday, September 19, 2010

Tibetan Traditional Art: A Personal Introductory Sketch

Introduction

Tibet, which is sandwiched between the two giants of Asia, to the south the mighty Himalayas formed a natural boundary with India and to the north and the east with China, is circled by snow-clad impenetrable mountain-ramparts that is why it is known as Snow-Land, as the snows have remained fossilized for centuries. She had remained an Independent nation with her unique ethnic civilization and history since more than 1000 years. But since the mid 20th century onward she had witnessed the encroachments into her rights and territories first by the defeated Nationalist regime and later resumed by the brutal Communist regime, which had leaded to the large scale atrocities, massacres, famine and vandalisms suffered by the Tibetan people in their defiance against the first lull to the drastic socialist reforms and revolutions. Yet even in the 21st century her people at home have been undergoing the same unbearable repressions, atrocities and social discriminations. Even through her such historical tragedies and ill-fates, Tibetan people have been able to uphold her cultural and religious values intact at home and in exile. And here, as not to digress further from the main point, it is about a brief personal introduction of Tibetan Traditional Art and its rough categorized aspects.

Overview

Tibetan Traditional art falls into the category of craftsmanship, one of the five major Tibetan studies. It has its more than 1000 years history. It’s also known that it had been existent in some forms even before the introduction of Buddha Dharma in Tibet; it’s said of the pure native Tibetan art of Bon tradition or any. But it’s historically verified that its established form came into existence with the introduction of Buddhism in Tibet from India, as of being its core theme by and large. Aside from dedicating in depicting mundane landscapes and earthly objects the gross scope of its roles displays heavenly states like Buddha, Guru, deities and their realms for the purpose of dispelling defilements and accumulating virtuous merits. It is, in essence, so closely intertwined with Tibetan Buddhism.

The history of Tibetan art has two stages: the first one begins in the 7th century and the second in the 11th century. And they are related with Tenpa Ngadhar, the earlier flourishing of Buddha Dharma, and Tenap Chedhar, the latter flourishing of Buddha Dharma. So it’s up to the dawn and revival of Buddha Dharma, with the interval of total interruption of Buddha Dharma for many decades caused by notoriously known King Lang Darma’s reign in the early 9th century, that Tibetan art is related its way of development, disappearance and renaissance.

The first phase began in the 7th century King Songtsen Gampo (617-698) marrying Princess Thritsun, the daughter of King Amshuvarman of Nepal and Princess Wen Ch’eng Kun Chu, the daughter of Emperor T’ang T’ai Tsung of China. It is with the two Princesses, being devoted Buddhist, bringing with them many precious and priceless crafts of religious significances: the famous and one of the earliest sculptures in Tibet, the Jowo, brought by the Chinese Princess; the other such images and paintings by skilled artists brought from Nepal and China. In the 7th century the Jokhang temple, the abode of the Jowo, and the other 108 Thadul and Yangdul temples were built with the furnishing of figures and images of religious importance. At the end of 8th century King Thrisong Detsen (790-858), the great-grandson of King Songtsen Gampo, founded Samye monastery, so rich in Buddhist iconography, under the spiritual guidance of Dharma master Guru Rinpoche. It was to become the fundamental monument of Buddhism of Ancient Translation School. The following paragraph from HimalayaCrafts's Notes records the two phases more vividly.

"Buddhism came to the 'land of snow' from India during two major periods, integrating with the ancient Tibetan shamanic religion to produce a vivid, dynamic, and vigorous synthesis. The first spreading of the dharma occurred from the seventh to the ninth centuries CE; the lineages from this period are held by one of the four major schools of Tibetan Buddhism, that of the Nyingma or "Ancient School." The second influx took place between the late tenth to the end of the eleventh centuries, its lineages being held by the three other major schools, the Sakya, the Kagyü, and the Kadam/Gelug. The Nyingmapas are known as the "Ancient Translation School," while the other three lineages are called "New Translation Schools." 

Until the early 9th century the successive kings of Chogyal dynasty beginning from King Songtsen Gampo had built many religious monuments, where Tibetan Traditional Art is applied from painting, sculpting to carving.

From Samye monastery it is evident that the influence of Nepalese, Indian, Chinese and Persian art was great. Its three-storey main temple was built with the inspirations from the arts and designs of three different countries: the ground floor in Tibetan style, the second floor in Chinese and the third/top floor in Indian.

The second phase began from the 11th century with the emergence of different artistic schools: From many schools and traditions the following six major ones were well-known and popular for their established grasp of one’s broad and detailed scope.

The first school is Kadam tradition established in the 11th century with the Kings of Guge in western Tibet imparting Tibetan Buddhist art with the new face, especially influenced by Kashmiri art for the geographical reasons. Kashmiri art, which itself, was influenced by eastern Indian art developed under the rule of Gupta Kings (4th to 7th century) and Pala Kings (8th to 12th century). This style of art is found in Spiti, Guge, Purang and Tsaparang. This tradition, here in paintings, shows simplicity, spaciousness and basic richness.

The second is Palri tradition or known as Nepalese school, which developed in the 14th and 15th century. It was influenced by Pala art of eastern India. This traditional art is especially found in Tashi Lhunpo monastery and in all parts of Tibet as well. It is said serving as the mainstream of Tibetan painting up to the 15th century.

The third Menri School came into existence from the beginning of 15th century, which was named after the famous artist Menlha Thondrup from a family of great physicians in southern Tibet. It incorporated the Chinese Zi’u-than style of the Mongol Yuan period.  It lays emphasis on the simplicity and spaciousness with a greater deal on richness of detail. It is taken there being more Persian influence too. The branching out of New Menri school in the 17th century happened as of Choying Gyatso, a follower of Menri tradition, started his own school doing the wall-paintings of Chokhang Shar temple and the stupa containing the body of first Panchen Lama (1570-1662) in Tashi Lhunpo. Its style is found baroque and overwhelmingly colorful and rich.

The Chinese element in Tibetan art is imparted by the openness of backgrounds, the use of landscapes, the figure of animals and the diagonal action of the figures as well as in the use of delicate pastels.

The fourth tradition is Khyenri dawned in the 16th century, which was named after the master artist Khyentse Chenmo of Gongkar Gangto. It later merged with New Menri tradition.

The fifth is Karma Gardi pioneered by artist Namkha Trashi in the 16th century incorporating the merits and nuances of Menri, Indian and Chinese Zi’u-than traditions. But this tradition was known propagated by the artists Choje Trashi and Karma Trashi. Its style of art is clear and precise, spacious and rich and shows marked Chinese influence shown by the use of pastel colors and prominent stylized features of landscapes.

The sixth is Dopal tradition emerged in the 17th century during the reign of fifth Dalai Lama (1617-1682), which was pioneered by the artists Epa Kugpa (or Hordar) and Tulku Pagtro. The college of this tradition was situated at the foot of Potala palace in Lhasa.

A Brief Sub-classification

Mural Painting

It consists of the painting of Guru, Buddha, deities to heaven and hell depictions. There is the tradition of painting detailed spiritual life of an enlightened Guru. In this category there are variations unique of the different locations of Tibet: Central Tibet U-Tsang, western Tibet Guge, north-eastern Tibet Amdo Rebkong, Eastern Tibet Kham Derge.
Mural painting specimen: the life of Lord Buddha

A mural painting at Sera monastery depicting a deity

Thangka Painting: Tibetan Scroll-painting

It is a Tibetan embroidered silk-brocade bordered painting with its picture panel done in various means as categorized below. From the above three border-strips of silk-brocade on the top and the two sides a square elaborate brocade is placed in the center below the painting, which is known as the door. After its completion it is mounted on usually a red cloth with a full silk cover as the veil for the painting; its top diagonal part held stretched with a flattened piece of wood and the same bottom part with a smoothened cylindrical wood adorned both ends with a Thangdog, a sculpted metal lid. And here the painting is all about religious significances of holy image of Lord Buddha, Guru, deities, madalas, heavenly states, etc. Thanka-paintings were, from the first, religious in nature.

It’s taken as a Nepalese art form imported to Tibet with King Songtsen Gampo’s Nepalese queen. But it is also taken that the first Thangka originated in India with the painting of Wheel of Life, a diagram depicting the world of Samsara. It developed into much wider use in Tibet in the early times for its compactness of being able to scroll up easily and carry from place to place in the nomadic parts for Dharma teaching by a Guru.

A holy painting of the type should follow the laid iconometric measurements so strictly before embarking upon the task of painting and pigmenting on a stretched treated canvas. And for its being fully a sanctified holy image the finished one should be sought the bestowal of blessing Rab-nei from a holy one or an ordained one. 

An iconometric specimen

A rough category: the type of means applied

·         Tson-tang: Painted in colors, the most common one, with the background having different colors (mostly Tri-tang)
·         Tretrubma: Appliqué of needle work (Go-tang)
·         Tsemtrubma: Embroidery (Go-tang)
·         Thagtrubma: Figures woven by hand with different colored silk threads (Go-tang)
·         Lhenthabma: Glued one, the different colored silks are cut into designs and glued into figures (Go-tang)
·         Nag-tang: Black background, the outlines done in gold, vermilion and occasionally in various colors too.(both Go-tang and Tri-tang)
·         Ser-tang: Gold background, the outlines done in vermilion. It has an auspicious treatment used judiciously for painting peaceful long-life deities and fully enlightened Buddhas. (both Go-tang and Tri-tang)
·         Tsal-tang: Red background, the outlines done in gold. (both Go-tang and Tri-tang)

The above eight presented fall into the two main categories: Go-tang (of cloth or thread fabrication) and Tri-tang (of paint-brush work). 

A Nag-tang specimen

Mandala: Sand Art

The Tibetan word Kyilkhor and Sanskirit Mandala literally means the assemblage. It is mainly the floor plan of the heavenly residence of tantric deities, Buddhas and their retinues. It is an assemblage of the main deity and his retinue. Each deity has different form of Mandala, in which the architectural details and colors symbolize different esoteric wisdoms. Mandalas are a variety of shapes: circle, square, triangle and semi-circle. As an object for religious visualization during meditation or for religious support it can be both painted on a canvas and, here, formed on a hard board, drawn with the laid metric measurement outlines, by means of sand dust of different colors. It is known in early times sand-dust of grinded jewels like gold, coral, pearl, diamond and so on was used for forming a sand-Mandala. The main purpose of its consecration, the pure land, is for a tantric practitioner as an aid or support for meditation and also for a certain tantric ritual to get familiar with what one is to embark upon. And such ritual is also carried out for meritorious purposes as well. 

A painted mandala specimen
A sand art mandala

Metal Sculpture Art

And here, too, the whole range of idol-items is of religious significance, idols of enlightened ones like Buddhas and Guru and also of deities. In such case gold-copper is used most commonly than red-copper; it is also used commonly for sculpting terraced ridge-roof (Gya-phib) of a monastery or an abode, the rising top-head (Ser-tok) placed in the mid of a Gya-phib ridge, victory banners (Gyal-tsen) on the top of a monastery or an abode, etc. For a range of religious or ritual objects like butter-lamp bowl, offering bowl, etc, silver and the other materials are also used. There are also skilfully sculpted household objects like kettle, rimmed and bordered wooden bowl and cup, lid for such bowl or cup, etc. But for a finished and filled sculpted idol it, like a finished Thangka, should be taken for Rab-nei blessing by a revered ordained one.

A gold-copper sculpture specimen
A specimen of sculpted 6 syllable holy mantra on a copper disk
A bronze statue of Medicine Buddha
A Tibetan silver sculpture of Snow Lion

Clay Sculpture Art

For example a deity mask made of refined red-soil clay mixed with a sort of furry material and the same is applied for an idol or any other items of religious significances. And for a holy piece the process of Rab-nei blessing should be done as cited above. There are a variety of clay sculptures ranging from religious significance to mundane usage like a sculpted pot or jar.

A holy sculpted clay idol of Guru
A sculpted clay mask of a wrathful deity

Stone Sculpture Art

It’s done directly on a mass of boulder like carving holy mantras and images or on a certain mass of stone like ranging from holy images to any significant motifs, images and designs. It’s yet possible to find the whole holy texts by Je Rinpoche and his adept closest disciples engraved on the stone-masses in Tibet. 

An elderly monk at work sculpting holy mantras and idols
A stone carved Tibetan calendar

Wood Sculpture Art

Aside from holy images, scripts and motifs of religious significances like an extravagant altar/shrine, throne, block-print and idol wood sculpture finds its way for many mundane designs too as like a wood carved dragon, snow lion, lotus, etc. 

15/16th century extravagantly carved manuscript cover
A carved design specimen
A carved wood block of holy images

Butter/Wax Sculpture Art

Aside from its emphasis on religious significances like holy images, motifs, ritual cake ornaments and, especially extravagant depiction of holy life of Buddha and a Guru, butter sculpture is applied for seemingly mundane but of offering types like lotus, dragon, snow-lion, etc. For pigment various colors are used. In Tibet Kubum monastery is famous for its butter sculpture art as like Gyuto and Gyumed monasteries. In Gelug tradition holy offerings of butter sculptures are prepared for their display on the 15th of Monlam Chemo (Great Prayer Festival for World Peace, Je Rinpoche’s one of the four major spiritual missions), which is commenced after Tibetan New Year, at night. The mass of people come to seek audience and blessing from the holy-offerings. And so such preparation synchronized with the ritual prayer performances should be started out before Tibetan New Year.

A sample of butter sculpture art of holy images
Butter sculpted ornaments of the set ritual cakes before the shrine

Conclusion

In essence, as tried to introduce in ‘at a glance’ mode above, the overall scope of Tibetan Traditional Art is so closely intertwined with the significances of Buddha Dharma, the backbone source of moral supports for a Tibetan to live on his or her life. I do express my feeling of indebtedness to the web-based sources, books, printed matters and the concerned individuals for their material supports in making this piece of writing possible, which is intently prepared for ‘first look’ introduction to the subject for those, especially ardent Westerners, who want to hear and learn about the subject matter in its briefest mode. 

Saturday, September 11, 2010

The Fated Twilight: The First Encounter Ever


A Diary Extract

The fluffy flimsy air simmers wilder to the convulsing validity of life-breath roughly distorted amid acute days long hunger unfelt, the bedridden asthmatic, a log like pulsating and wilting aggregated entity—the fading twilight forces me to face it but wonder if I have been taught a lesson so far. The precise timing leaves me flustered, when the hobbling wind-horse of the parting but attached life ushers into the inception of the fleeting moment, so ephemeral, of Last Breath, seemingly hapless… One’s integrity is put to test here, how one challenges or optimizes the sacred moment beginning from the abrupt twist in normal breathing rhythm to the process leading up to the Clear Light state, where one experienced is known as rewarded to seize the so rare opportunity to come into direct contact with the Ultimate Reality the state exudes lavishly, which, so fleetingly a glance for an inexperienced commoner, is followed by the explosion of the genetic seed-code of white and red substances, the red coming atop of white—when the wind-horse collapses utterly releasing ‘life’ away from the object body or corpse.

Yet another aged one of those a few left, the forerunners and rehabilitators of this fated learning center in exile, leaving this world in transition to another face. The aged ones’ home, the new building on the outskirts of the community, with those now living four scattered amid empty living quarters in plenty; only those disorderly growing flower-bearing bushes in its vast front yard exude a sort of consoling cheer in their multi-colours bearing, the only medium of entertainment here amid mute vibe deepening with groans as night advances. Who cares?

In the seeming utter alien realm the only remaining proof of past hardships in the initial stage of seeking asylum first at Buxa, Western India, remains rather aloof filled with rain-water rimmed with greenish coat and dirt. It lies there in the yard slightly in lopsided position as of its crude hemisphere shape, the so useful then to feed them. Lo, the rusted eroding big metal bowl like a giant helmet. It manifests its solidarity with those left despite where it is. It consoles them saying it’s with them ever and so departing with them. It narrates a story of hardships and toils taken, the only true friend of them. But, as I doubt, do they really have the same respite taken out of it, when they cast an accidental glance at it? It sings a melody that can be taken as a metaphorical dirge. Even here it stands amid sheer redundancy appraised of it, must be an exemplary manifestation of love and patience.