Tuesday, July 22, 2014

HIMMAT SHAH – India’s Living Van Gogh

HIMMAT SHAH – India’s Living Van Gogh
  
Today Himmat celebrates his 81st birthday

May he go bouncing on to a century and like the great Japanese artist Hokusai keep on belting out more n more great art.

Himmat Shah's studio was for several years at the Lalit Kala Akademi’s Garhi Artists Studios complex in New Delhi. I joined the Printmaking studio after completing B.F.A. from Delhi College of Art and met Himmat, one of the greatest living genius of India... i compare him to my all time fav Van Gogh...thankfully he has not had such a difficult life

Below I give some excerpts from @myHimmatDiary, and some pix of his works
Today Himmat Shah lives and works in Jaipur 
Please check out more of his artworks and his fab book “Terracotta” on his website www.himmatshah.com

Garhi Artists Studios 1980’s
My first encounter with Himmat Shah
Huge wooden door coloured silver....ajar....Himmat in his lounge chair with his inveterate cap and little boy grin...its open house for all..
For me - who could only admire my fav’s like Matisse, Paul Klee, Jean Arp, Noguchi, Archipenko, Miro through books - a Pandora’s box thrown open.....what works of genius! an enthralling world of sculptures, murals, prints, drawings...the mysterious, the unsaid, the abstract has always appealed to me the most...and Himmat’s work is all that and more...

Garhi Artists Studios
What does Cabbage have to do with Creativity?
I worked in the Printmaking Studio. My mom came to visit me. 
She passed a studio with the large door wide open.
Her reaction “why on earth was a man slicing cabbage in there...
surely there should be an artist working at his art?” 
That man – Himmat Shah was slicing cabbage to make delicious gujarati khichdi for all of us young artists who often floated into Himmat's studio for a free meal.
For me (my mom an excellent cook always gave me a delicious lunch dabba) it was the sheer, ethereal joy of enjoying Himmat’s genius – and listening to his riveting musings.
By the way Himmat thought my mom was very beautiful with her flawless skin and doe eyes. I agree but lament that I have not been gifted her beauty

Triveni Kala Sangam
My first Art Exhibition of Etchings
Himmat came to the opening of my very first art exhibition. I was honoured...such a senior artist. My etchings were absurdly abstract and most people thought I was off my rocker...they thought the same about my heavily ethnic apparel too...which hardly anybody knew about then....now its available on the streets of Lajpat Nagar market and every Tom, Dick or Harry rather every Timsy, Dolly or Harpreet are wearing...sorry for the digression...

Himmat asked me if I would give him one of my etchings titled Amobae !!!! speechless I dumbly nodded my head                                                                                                                                     
                                 
Himmat’s house
“We are all Artists”
Post a wonderful time at the Delhi Book Fair, where Himmat managed to beat us in picking up the best Art books, we invited ourselves over for dinner. The cook entertained us with an impromptu “Magic show”. When we lauded his talent – he informed us “everybody in this house is an artist” on which Himmat guffawed – the cook had clubbed himself in the same genius as Himmat



Coffee Home, Connaught Place 1980’s
A frisson up my spine
Deep winter in New Delhi...dusk...Coffee Home spilling over with people, dosas, sambhar, idlis, tea (not necessarily coffee). I feel a frisson up my spine...there is a presence – a benign presence...i look up...its Himmat in his Himmat cap and husky phiran quietly standing beside my table, looking down at me.
Thanks to taking up a full-time job I had discontinued going to Garhi, this chance encounter with Himmat was so special

Getting Married is so Great
Maybe I should get married several more times....:-)

No doubt i am blessed with a great spouse
but one of the best perks possible of marriage – 
Himmat gifted us his most fab sculpture! 
now now stop being greedy...