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Ladakh - Planning The Trip

Over 2000 Km by road, in around 10 days. Stunning landscapes, wonderful people. That sums up our Ladakh trip. But how did it actually work? How did we make it happen? Read on to find out!  Leh, the capital of Ladakh , is accessible by air and road. Flying into Leh is the easiest, and time-saving option, while the road is the time consuming one, but with the added advantage of driving past some of the most beautiful landscapes in our country. Each option has much to recommend it, and we chose the road for just one reason – altitude sickness. Altitude sickness was one of my biggest concerns, since I suffer from motion-sickness. Yes, I do travel a lot, but that is despite my condition, and, over the years, have learnt how to handle it. I struggled with it when we visited Nathu-La in Sikkim, and wondered if I would be able to manage a week at the even higher altitudes that we would encounter in Ladakh. This was the reason we stuck to a basic plan, of only 9 days in Ladakh, though we

The Kala Ghoda Arts Festival (KGAF) 2015

The Kala Ghoda Art Festival is something I look forward to, year after year. In 16 years, the festival has grown, from a few art displays and events on Rampart Row to a 9 day fest, with 450 events, spread out across 11 venues. As I walk down the crowded lanes jostling with people eager to click a ‘selfie’ with every display, I can’t but help contrast the scene with the early years of the fest. Then, a few ‘arty types’ attended the event, and discussed knowledgeably about the displays, while students like me who knew little about art wandered around, trying to make sense of what the artist intended us to see. We were eager to be a part of the fest, mostly because this was the first such event in Mumbai. Though, over the years, the art and event scene in Mumbai has improved, the KGAF still holds its own, in variety, as well as accessibility; which is why massive crowds throng the venues, day after day. With my intense aversion to crowds, the only way I have managed to enjoy the fest in recent years, is by turning up on weekday mornings, before the rush sets in, which means that I miss out on many events and walks, since of course, I can’t spend the whole day there! However, since I am happiest walking around the visual art displays, I can’t really complain. Here then, is the Kala Ghoda Art Festival (KGAF) 2015, through my lens….


The Kala Ghoda!





The name of the festival, as well as the area it is held in, comes from a sculpture of Edward VII mounted on a horse, which once stood here. The sculpture has been moved to Rani Baug, more popularly known as the Byculla Zoo, but the name endures! Over the years, the Black Horse has been seen in many avatars at the fest, but in recent times, it has given way to other animals, and this time, the crow!

Kala Kauwa…the survivor bird with a touch of wisdom!

We noticed these wheels, some lit up with tiny bulbs, and others with mirrors stuck on them to reflect the light…. They added an interesting touch to the scene…





As did these buntings tied around the trees…



These threads hanging from the tree…



And these bangles, a part of one of the installations.



This year, I found these small touches a lot more interesting than many of the installations. One of the installations that caught my eye was this…. In Transition - depicting the transition from celluloid to digital medium.





Most eye capturing were the beautiful butterflies…



Metamorphosis, depicting the abstract journey of metamorphosis as the caterpillar transforms into  a butterfly was surely the exhibit drawing the most crowds! We loved the paintings on the outer walls, and the play of light inside, though thanks to the crowd, I didn’t manage any decent photos.


Samhith especially liked this one, and this was the only exhibit he posed with, eagerly!



The only other display he liked was Seven Islands in the Sea of Hope, depicting the seven islands of the city of Bombay... and hopes tied in the area we live in. On the first day, we were able to pick out a hope and tie it on the display...





And this is what it eventually looked like, by day 3! 




All these were on Rampart Row. Moving on the Museum Gardens, where the children’s works are placed, we found a lot more interesting displays. Let me begin with the one I liked the most….

Van Gogh, an exploration, by Art for Akanksha




Note the details, made with bangles, wool, buttons and paper!


Then, there were the other exhibits, all equally interesting…. Rabindranath Tagore featured prominently….







Then, there was Ustad Zakir Hussain



S.H Raza



Picasso



And Rousseau, in a jungle!



Even the other displays were very eye catching… I loved these Pop Cans!


And Sea Birds...



And these, in the gardens… painted tyres as swings…



Painted boards as see saws…



And even a fish made of net and filled with plastic bottles!



Each year, I realize that the kids surprise me, and keep me riveted to the art, something which the adults don’t seem to. I wonder why. Is it that innocence and creativity that the kids have, and adults seem to be losing? Whatever the reason, I feel that its high time the kids are encouraged more, and more schools are encouraged to participate.



This is what makes me return to Kala Ghoda, year after year, in spite of the crowds, and in spite of the distance, and all such factors. Even Samhith, who is least interested in art, enjoys this yearly trip, braving the crowds and giving up his playtime. We look forward to see where KGAF goes from here, and to years more of great art!



Comments

  1. Thanks for this, Anu! Makes me so nostalgic! The installations seem particularly colorful this time; or is the camera-eye?

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  2. KGAF has lost its charm. Hence, I decided to skip it. But I'm glad I could be a part of it through your pictures!

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