Tucked away in one of the cosy nooks of the V&A is a lovely Rabindranath Tagore exhibition that makes you wish it was larger. The first non-European Nobel laureate, Tagore made India proud with his contributions to literature and music. But what he is less well known for are his whimsical drawings that he first started piecing together from words blackened out in his letters and notes. Well into his sixties when he started, you wouldn’t call him a great artist or a trained one. But what you do see is a man who has painted the very characters that animate his poems and stories. And considering the discipline and the passion with which he took up painting, it comes as no surprise that his achievements are considered to be as important as those of Gandhi.
I’m definitely going back for another look. And if you have fifty-four minutes to spare, the Satyajit Ray documentary they have playing in the gallery is worth a watch. You can also watch it on youtube without getting out of bed. But I’d rather see it surrounded by some of Tagore’s best work; transported to a time when the man would get up at sunrise to watch the world wake up and capture what it felt like.
Rabindranath Tagore: Poet and Painter
11 Dec – 4 Mar 2012
Hugh McLeod says – find something you love and start writing about it.
Coming from a man who draws cartoons on the back of business cards, this ‘something’ could be just about anything.
So here’s my attempt at writing about what I love, in a city that I love.
Hopefully this will take me somewhere.
At least closer to what I want to be doing with my life.
A new post up everyday…and that’s a promise.