Apologies
I do apologize, but I don't think that the story of Puri will ever be posted. I never have time anymore. This weekend I spent doing homework, so I didn't get to to it, and I don't foresee much time in the future either. Oh well, I'm starting to forget all the little details anyway. Nor do I really have time to write right now, though I had a fascination conversation with Proshenjit about what motivates Indians (I say greed in a general sense, he says the desire for reputation, which I say is an extension of greed. A form of greed. Jillian says the desire for economic stability. A good debate). Instead, I have just a quick story from today. Today a scroll painter came to class. We didn't ask him many questions, nor was there much talking. His scrolls have many themes, but many of the really long ones have religious themes. But when he goes through villages selling his scrolls, he sings the stories and then people buy the scrolls that go with the stories. So he sang us some of the Ramayana, which was the first scroll he showed us, then one about a drunk guy who eventually beats his wife to death (that is its own weird thing). Anyway, all the scrolls were for sale and they were super cheap (from our point of view. I told Bijoy how much I paid and he was amazed) so we all just stopped listening and rifled through all the scrolls. He didn't mind--he brought dozens of them just for that purpose.
There was the coolest painting ever of fish, but long story short I couldn't get it, though I Jedi-mindtricked like hell to try to maneuver it into my clutches. So I'm posting pictures of the two things I did get. Altogether $20 and now I have two paintings for my apartment. Both are hand done, and the human one is in the Kalighat style, which is early 1900s, apparently. Okay, back to homework, but if I have time I have a terribly, horribly sketchy story about our landlord and his penchant for male "masseurs." Oh yes. Rach, I'm thinking I have something to send you when I get home, by the way.
There was the coolest painting ever of fish, but long story short I couldn't get it, though I Jedi-mindtricked like hell to try to maneuver it into my clutches. So I'm posting pictures of the two things I did get. Altogether $20 and now I have two paintings for my apartment. Both are hand done, and the human one is in the Kalighat style, which is early 1900s, apparently. Okay, back to homework, but if I have time I have a terribly, horribly sketchy story about our landlord and his penchant for male "masseurs." Oh yes. Rach, I'm thinking I have something to send you when I get home, by the way.