My Kolkata Walk

There are holidays, & 'holy' days, 'wholeness' days & 'holla-out-loud' days, honeymoons & heavenly hiatus &, of course, your good old fashion, run-of-the-mill, rest & relaxation, sexy vacation. All imply some form of respite, intermission, suspension of duty & recess from the ravishes of everyday life, perhaps even some perfumed-pamper & a little extra five-star-sparkle thrown into the crystal clear waters.

  The Hooghly River

I do not travel to INDIA for any of the aforementioned, ney, I tell you, I go there to be: propelled, pummelled, shaken about, spun around, smacked sideways, stunned, stupefied, confounded, confronted, crushed, affronted, assuaged, jolted, jarred, scarred, stared-at, serenaded-to, thwacked-on (by ricocheting spit-balls!) bumped-into, blessed & blithely bothered. In short, I go to experience the full gamut of human experience, of life 'Unfiltered'....a 'Walk of Life', which starts for some, & ends for others, in Kolkata.

The push & pull of industry

The family that works together...

Negotiating the space

Kolkata, that City of questionable 'Joy', that evokes more Dickensian drudgery, than Dalrymple delight, more 'Mother-House' affliction, than multi-fusion menu & more begging black-holes than a quantum-physics symposium. That she is ALL this, and more, makes her so frustratingly fascinating & likeable, people flock to her Hooghly-shores, not to escape the minutiae of life, but to face it.....head on & unapologetically.

 The wall of fancy-pants pundits

Tottering trams & tired buildings

Herbaceous road-side vendors

Peaceful Buddhist Shala

Ever wonder where your hair/shaving brushes come from? 

The finest goat manes!

Bow Barracks

Door to the 'other' side

 Churning chick-pea flour

Old Russian Theatre

Spicy street

While the heaving Howrah Bridge dominates, & august, British-colonial monuments flank the cityscape, as well as lend to it its modern history, it is the interactive alleyways & 'paraganis' (traditional townships), with it's confluence of cultures - British, Persian, Chinese, Armenian, & Portuguese among them, their shapely shrines, mosques & churches, edifying eateries, beguiling bookshops, institutes for 'adda' (political/topical conversation), tireless tailors, wily wallahs, vendors & hawkers, iconic, rickety-rickshaws, scrumptious, sought-after sweetshops, witty, bouncy, Bengali repartee, rolly-polly aunties in shimmering saris & unmatching cardigans, little girls in felicitous frou-frous, paired with non-negotiable Nikes, the elder-spunk in a safari, the young bro' in Gabbana, industrious indie films, lilting literature & fierce, freedom-fighting....that all give this city its soulful, colourful cadence.

Beth El Jewish Synagogue, 1856

The call to prayer caps

Old Portuguese Cathedral, 1799

Bubbly bidi (cigarette) stall & 
 jolly Bengali belly!

Vanity Fair!  
Mirza Ghalib (Freeschool) Street 

Dakshineswar Temple

Namaste your Majesty! 

The royal residence under renovation

Armenian Church, 1707

Snack time

Puppy-Love

Hindu wedding preparation

100 year-old Chinese tea shop

   
So, Ok there are also scuzzy dogs & stench-filled drains, pesky touts & clambering charlatans, roving eyes & ridiculous poverty, not to mention a swelling, swarm of 22 million sonorous souls all vying for that same cup of chai...but there's a story for ALL of that &, if you're interested & willing to rise above otherwise preconceived notions, relatively privileged lives & necessary sanitary proclivities, able to stomach the sensory intensity & digest the inescapable iniquities......you might just get a far more gratifying & graceful picture of this grand & life-giving megalopolitan.

The poor

The industrious

The hungry

The iconic

Don't expect though, to see a beautiful city.....if anything, she is a shambolic mess of snazzy new cars, overwhelmed infrastructure, whiteness cream, dreams, fumes & aspiration. Kolkata tests & beckons you to forage for her 'beauty', weed it out, blow off the refuse, paint it a new colour, reinterpret the concept, pack it away.........then carry it in your heart, veins & lungs, for a lifetime.

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The Flower Of Power And Perpetuity

‘I forbid you to wear that floral get-up!’...said no Great-Grandmother, ever, in the history of Grannydom; well, at least NOT the fashionable ones. Yes, fashionable I tell you, for Nana was onto a good thing. As she waltzed around the room in the arms of her buoyant beau, a vision of verdant whimsy, with a ‘festival of flowers’ festooned on her frock……no one could know, this delicate damsel in designers, was a ‘keeper’….or at least, her DRESS was!

C.1954 Hubert de Givenchy's vine-embroidered gown.

C.1750 Coromandel-Coast printed linen Petticoat **

The budding rose, the creeper divine – bulging, bursting fruits of the forest & orchids in animated orbit – were the patterned picks of the day……& they liked to go by their foxy, Indo-European name 'CHINTZ'

Section of an early 18th.C wall-hanging.
(*All chintz pieces presented here were produced in the Coromandel-Coast, India)

(Rani's own reproduction chintz) 
Section of a 17th.C chintz floor-covering from Khandesh*. 
Cotton print purchased at the Calico Museum, Ahmedabad

Black-iron, Indigo & 'Chay'

While in modern parlance ‘Chintz’ has been used to describe any floral print, painting or embroidery, on cloth, ceramics, etc. – & to some extent, bandied about disparagingly, when confronted by gaudy, florid patterns & psychedelic petal perversions – its true mien is multi-fold. Traditional ‘chintz’ (a corruption of the North Indian word ‘chint’, meaning ‘to spray’) describes both the process & characteristic motifs of this 17^th century, Indian, textile phenomenon. 
 

Fancy cornucopia on a 17th.C  

bedsheet, incorporating yellow resist dye

21st.C reproduction chintz-style embroidery 

by the good Sisters of St Mary's, Amhedabad*

THE PROCESS

Designs, hand drawn with a bamboo pen (‘kalam’) onto calico (namesake of the city Calicut in Kerala, where the material derives), were filled in with colour, using natural dyes of black-iron mordant, indigo & red ‘chay’ (clay), one layer at a time, speckled or sprayed by hand, then made resistant via a dual technique of waxing & glazing. 

Early samples of chintz production

A process of steeping the fabrics in a mixture of acidic buffalo’s milk & a native plum, helped ‘fix’ the colours, while bleaching in dung (yes, dung!) ‘set’ the patterns. A good thrashing with the naughty stick (mallet) gave the fabric a luxurious lustre. This complex, bare-handed, hip-slipping, back-cracking process was repeated numerous times on the one fabric to produce intricate, multi-toned chintz.

C.1725 Section of a tent-lining

The designs themselves were a continuance of Hindu/Islamic devotion to the beauty of the natural world; organic shapes, flowers, botanics, vibrant tones, rich textures. 
The fruit of these efforts? Strikingly beautiful, sturdy, sumptuous bed-covers, drapes & floor-coverings. A fertile, textile treasure-garden had indeed germinated.

C.1750 Wall-hanging made for the french market

THE PLAYERS

It wasn’t too long before the French, English, Portuguese & Dutch traders, already hooked & high on the ‘spice’ of the subcontinent, sniffed on the smelling-salts of another opulent opportunity. As early as 1600, they were sending Indian Chintz samples to Europe for reproduction. Of course the labour-intensive methods could not be reproduced & were instead replaced by inferior, mass-produced mimics. This did not pass the royal requisites of fashion-forward females of the day, who wanted the ‘real-Indian-deal’. So, with demented demand at hand and discerning buyer afoot, export from India for the Western market, still limited & hugely valuable, became de rigueur. 

C.1710 Small Yoke/Blouse made from a wall-hanging 

for the Dutch Market

By the late 17^th, early 18^th Century, chintz hailed & prevailed, becoming increasingly customised & refined for French & English upper-class tastes. Different royal insignia, French/English fauna & flora, etc. were incorporated….at first flaunted as home furnishings, but soon escalating to essential ‘closet couture’.

C.1760 Linen waistcoat

C.1725 Coat of arms, pegasus &  

crest, featured on a wall-hanging

THE POSERS

Every person of prominence & position, from Queen Victoria and Marie Antoinette, right down to Madame Pompadour herself, sashayed & cavorted in chintz. It was the ultimate apparel for the Euro style-o-phile; exclusive, exotic &, make no bones about it, an exuberant display of one of the most profitable & propitious exploits of the East-India Company.

Francois-Hubert Drouais, 'Mdme de Pompadour'

Wearing Chintz garment. Oil on Canvas C.1764

C.1780 Jacket & Petticoat

C.1750 Section of a bedspread made from cotton petticoat linings

THE DECLINE

Though chintz production enjoyed considerable popularity for a generation or two, it was banned from import to Europe several times due to its threat to local mills. Ultimately, the invention of commercial roller printing saw to the demise of traditional, authentic Indian manufacture & trade.

C.1720 Section of a small, brightly colored cloth  

made for the Dutch market

'Jute-Garden' 'OneRoseOneRuby' shop's 

block-print, chintz cushion*

THE LEGACY 
Indian chintz, & the demand for it in the 17^th & 18^th centuries, triggered massive international trade, stimulated economies, governed fashions, dictated class & clique and fuelled parliamentary debates, illegal shipments (when outlawed), chastened confiscations & other scintillating scandals. It also left the legacy of a reference to ‘flower-power’ in fashion & furnishings in almost every decade since. This then spurned a love or loathing toward the humble, floral flounce or flourish.

Mid 18th.C woman's Jacket

Rani's retro, 1960's, floral shift-dress*

Chintz upholstery at Chateau de Cheverny, C.18th - Loire Valley # 

THE FUTURE

In recent times ‘chintz’ patterns have remerged as a baroque breath of fresh air in the world of predominantly minimalist interior design and fashion; from embellished, floral, brocade pants that bloom in boutiques to damask flower & fruit-vined wallpapers that wow the ritziest hotels.

Henry Wilson's

contemporary chintz wall-paper**

 Young debutantes too are re-entering the world of herbaceous-patterned long hems, twirling madly to funky tunes in flowery, flowing frocks. Perhaps, even holding on for dear life to Great Gran’s blossomed ball-gown, never again to snigger at the delicacy or ‘out-datedness’ of patterns that once danced rapturously to the strings of a different instrument;.......& all in the shadow of a distant artisan, who created them with his bare hands.

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#Main images taken from 'Chintz - Indian textiles for the west', By Rosemary Crill (Personal Copy)

#Travel Photo

*Photos from the 'House of Rani'

**Images taken from 'Elle-Decor' - Celebrating India, Collector's Edition. (Personal copy)

#All Writing & Photography by Rani.C (Char) 

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