The Telegraph
Since 1st March, 1999
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Tracing footprints in the sands of time

It seems like yesterday, but two years have passed since Shaibal Ghosh left for his ‘creative’ abode. The amicable man’s smiling countenance concealed his steely determination to pursue and succeed in his chosen sphere in life. Despite his training in commercial art, watercolour was the ruling passion of Ghosh’s life. Traditionally, watercolour is often dismissed as a pallid and wishy-washy medium, but he contented that if handled in the right way, it could easily create an illusion of mass and density. In fact, Ghosh took it as a challenge to elevate this neglected medium to the exalted level of oils and worked tirelessly towards this end. His first major break was his exhibition of Dutch masters at Gallery Katayun. Patiently using his brush to lay on innumerable layers of transparent watercolour, he became skilled at creating solid forms and masses like the Dutch masters, though the latter used oils. Gradually, Ghosh developed a style of his own that was a perfect vehicle for articulating his allegories about life and death. Ghosh had a deeply romantic vision of death. To him death was the blue god (Krishna) who played the flute in a universe flooded with moonlight. He believed death was the fountain of creativity, and the creative soul drowned himself in this fountain to continue his never-ending search. A retrospective of Ghosh’s works has been mounted to get a vignette of life traced by him.

When: Till November 3; 4 pm - 8 pm

Where: Birla Academy of Art and Culture

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