CHAPTER IX

INDIAN ART

Intrusion of Western ideas; unfortunate result. Royal

palaces. Carving and balustrades; graceful domestic

utensils; their high polish. Native jewellery; beautiful

examples in villages. Incongruous pictures from Europe.

Indian oil paintings; effect of Christianity on Indian art;

wall decorations. Women's taste in colour.

Indian art is sadly degenerating through the intrusion of inferior

Western designs. Modern houses in most Indian cities lack the artistic

grace which distinguishes many of the old houses of wealthy people.

Part of the beauty of many ancient dwellings in Poona City is to be

found in their admirable proportions. Modern houses in India are often

built in a pseudo-Gothic style, with barbarous innovations in the

shape of base metal-work and glaring coloured glass, and in which all

sense of proportion has been hopelessly lost.

[Illustration: A MODERN HOUSE IN POONA CITY, BUILT BY ONE OF THE

INDIAN CLERGY.]

Some of the modern palaces of Indian Rajahs are built and furnished in

this style, at an immense cost, and with most incongruous results.

Whereas many of the old palaces, and those of northern India in

particular, afford beautiful examples of royal residences, well

adapted to the needs of Indians, and yet capable of being modified

for the use of modern-minded rulers who have adopted some of the

household arrangements of the West. Sir Swinton Jacob has shown in the

fairy-like palace which he built at Jeypore, but which internally you

find exactly suited to the requirements of a modern museum, how

possible it is to adapt Indian architecture to present-day needs.

There is a good deal of carving, effectively placed and graceful in

design and skilfully executed, both on the outside and inside of old

houses in the City of Poona; and the balustrades that form the front

of the narrow verandahs, which run along so many of the houses with

happy effect, afford charming specimens of what the turner's craft can

accomplish. But nowadays ironwork, such as adorns a cheap bedstead,

more often than not is substituted for the graceful balustrade, and

some tawdry decoration, or coarsely-cut stone corbel, takes the place

of the picturesque carved woodwork.

The graceful outline of pots and pans used in Indian households has

often been remarked upon, and happily at present there are no signs of

degeneration in this department of domestic life. The traditional

shapes still hold their ground; and even quite common utensils, made

of coarse earthenware, are pleasing to look at. The more costly brass

and copper vessels in ordinary daily use are delightful examples of

how much beauty can be got out of an artistic outline, even when there

is an entire absence of ornamentation. In the midst of a vast amount

of apparent disregard for cleanliness, there are certain matters about

which a Hindu is excessively particular. The metal cups and pans must

be polished up to the highest pitch of perfection, and though the

Hindu woman will take the dust or mud of the street for her polishing

powder, the result of her labours is that the vessels shine

brilliantly. They are the more beautiful because, in order that

cleanliness may be assured by the smooth, unbroken surface, they are

quite unadorned.

It has sometimes been discussed whether the specimens of old Indian

brass in museums should be polished or not, and some collectors

carefully preserve the old tarnish. It would be impossible in the

English climate to keep the objects continually bright, without

infinite labour; but it is well to remember, in considering the

artistic merits of any brazen article, that its original normal

condition was one of high polish.

Native jewellery is also being influenced for the worse by the

infusion of Western ideas. The Indian workers in gold and silver are

apt now to imitate the design of the cheap jewellery imported from

Europe, and they are not aware that their own traditional designs are

really much the most beautiful. Many of the chains and necklaces and

bracelets worn by villagers, both male and female, are the best

examples of unadulterated Indian art, because modern ideas and shapes

have not yet reached them; or, if they see some of these new devices

when they come to give their order to the goldsmith in the city, they

are still conservative enough to prefer the designs of their

forefathers. There are quaint and ingenious devices for fastening the

necklaces, and part of the charm of the primitive handiwork is its

individual character, shown in a certain roughness and want of rigid

symmetry.

In the houses of the more old-fashioned wealthy Hindus, in their big

reception-room, only rarely used, may be seen curious examples of the

mistakes which may be made so easily when introducing objects of art

from another country without adequate knowledge. Pictures from

England, interspersed with mirrors, form the chief decoration on the

walls of many of these saloons. They are hung almost touching each

other, very high up, like the "sky-ed" line of the Royal Academy, but

with nothing on the walls below, and they often present a most curious

jumble: a few good engravings; gaudy pictures, first issued as

advertisements; portraits of persons, known and unknown; worthless

prints in gorgeous frames; and a picture with some merit, stuck all

awry in a frame which does not belong to it.

In the houses of a younger generation you will see large oil paintings

by modern Indian artists, in heavy gilt frames and properly hung,

although still rather higher than is usual with us. Some are family

portraits; some are scenes from the histories of the gods. The colours

used are exceedingly brilliant, and the picture itself is often

painted on a very bright background. The drawing, which used to be the

defective part of Indian pictures, is much improving now that drawing

has become a regular part of the education of the Indian boy.

It is rather difficult to judge of the artistic value of a picture

painted in a style so unlike Western models. But on the whole one is

led to think that the brilliant colours are suited to the country, and

that they are blended with astonishing taste, considering the extreme

difficulty of blending happily hues of such a pronounced character. If

only the study of Western examples helps to purify the Indian style

without destroying its individuality, one would hope that Indian

artists will eventually produce pictures which will have a great charm

of their own.

Their mythology for the most part only supplies them with gods whose

traditional form is either grotesque, or repulsive, or sensual. But

when Christianity has been accepted, and incorporated into the lives

of the people, the wide field for artistic and religious effect which

will then open out will give new scope, and one may expect some very

striking results when familiar scenes of sacred story are depicted by

the Eastern pencil and brush.

Indians are fond of decorating the outside whitewashed walls of their

temples and houses with mural paintings. They often present a quaint

mixture of hunting-scenes, and animals and gods, and soldiers and

Indians and Europeans. One such fresco, on the wall of the house of

the headman of Yerandawana village, is a most comical reproduction of

the garden front of Windsor Castle, taken from an _Illustrated London

News_, but embellished with many Indian characteristics. The purely

decorative part of these wall pictures is often graceful and

harmonious, and one can look forward to the day when the Christian

Indian artist will joyfully decorate, in his own traditional style,

the bare white walls of the village Church of St Crispin, and

beautiful saints and angels will take the place of the dethroned gods.

The, often richly coloured, garments of the Indian woman, whether poor

or rich, are always in perfect taste and harmony; even the Parsee

ladies, who boldly use colours of astonishing brilliancy in their

dresses, seem to be able to do so without producing that amazing

discord of colour which greets the traveller from the East as he comes

back Westwards into the streets of a European city.

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