Susan S. Bean, curator of South Asian and Korean
art and culture at the Peabody Essex Museum in Salem, Massachusetts
in her essay 'The
Kalighat Style: Triumph of Invention and Tradition' in the
catalog for the exhibition 'Kalighat Pat' held at Gallery Artsindia,
September 19 - October 12, 2003 writes, "The hugely popular,
simple, and direct Kalighat style flourished in the bazaars
of nineteenth-century Calcutta.
it was not until the early
twentieth century, when Kalighat paintings were no longer produced,
that the art was recognized as a brilliantly inventive aesthetic
achievement. At the turn of the twenty-first century, the Kalighat
style has attracted a renewed burst of attention."
She further states, "The designation 'Kalighat'
was applied by Mukul Dey in one of the first articles published
on the subject. He named the style of painting for the place
where he first encountered it around 1910 in the riverside neighborhood
of Calcutta's famous Kali temple. By the time Dey's article
appeared in 1932, the production of Kalighat paintings had ceased
entirely."
Mukul Dey was one of the earliest writers who drew the attention
of the 'educated' Indians to their own original art forms. As
early as 1936, he wanted to establish a national art museum
in Calcutta, a project endorsed by Rabindranath
Tagore.
However, that was not to be. During 1930s the bulk of Mukul
Dey's priceless Kalighat painting collection was acquired by
W. G. Archer (ICS); and found a permanent home in the Victoria
and Albert Museum, London.
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The following article
is reprinted from Advance, Calcutta, 1932. It gives an
account of the artist colony at Kalighat as the writer knew it.
The accompanying illustrations have been printed from the original,
but slightly damaged, glass-plate negatives by Mukul Dey.
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Drawings
and Paintings of Kalighat
by Mukul Dey

An unfinished Kalighat line drawing with indications of colour
to be added later. Possibly, these directions were for Master
Artist's assistant.
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Strolling through the streets of South Calcutta a few years ago I chanced
to get into the precincts of the old temple of Mother Kali. The lanes
and bye-lanes leading to the temple courtyard were full of small shops
dealing with everything interesting to the pilgrims, specially women-folk
and children. There were sweetmeat shops in plenty, toys, utensils,
bangles and what was most important to my eyes, pictures in colours
as well as in lines, hung up in almost all the shops.
These drawings had a pecularity of their own which attracted the attention
and interest of any man who had any taste for art and drawings. The
drawings were bold and attractive and at the same time their technique
was so different and simple, that they looked something absolutely distinctive
from their class found anywhere else.
| The drawings were bold and attractive and at the same time their
technique was so different and simple, that they looked something
absolutely distinctive from their class found anywhere else. |
These pictures have now entirely vanished. The artist craftsmen are
nearly all dead, and their children have taken up other business. In
place of these hand-drawn and hand-painted pictures selling at two or
four pice each, garish and evil-smelling lithographs and oleographs
- quite appalling in their hideousness - have come. The old art is gone
for ever - the pictures are now finding their last asylum in museums
and art collections as things of beauty which we cannot let die.
It is difficult to state definitely how this original and bold school
of art originated and developed in Kalighat; who were the leaders and
who followed them. As in the case of other departments of our national
life, our ancestors were indifferent in putting down any chronological
or historical data of their activities. In this region of art also they
were either indifferent or careless. As a result, we cannot trace any
history of the development of this wonderful culture of our own. It
can be surmised, however, that as pilgrims would rush to this shrine
at Kalighat from all parts of India, as peoples of different tastes
and likings would stay at this small place for a certain period of time,
their wants would naturally be met and supplied by local people. Thus
a sort of market grew up at Kalighat for all things necessary for different
types of people, of different provinces of our country; moreover these
pilgrims would expect to take back something from this shrine which
would have associated with it a peculiar halo and interest so that it
may be kept up as a memento of the great event of their life. Ordinary
things for day-to-day use can be had everywhere and however bright or
cheap they might be, they would not add any special meaning. These drawings
from the Kalighat patuas, however, would naturally possess a
peculiar interest and if they would be hung up in any place amongst
ten other pictures, they would outshine the others not only for their
different characterization but for their wonderful colour-effects and
contours as well. As pilgrims know no caste or difference in wealth,
naturally these pictures would be taken, liked and hung by peoples of
all classes and communities from the big Rajas and zemindars down to
the most ordinary villagers or even little children.
| ...the pictures had a wonderful mass appeal and mass appreciation.
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These pictures would decorate the thakurghars or family chapels
of the rich and the middle-class people, they would brighten up
some of them the drawing-rooms of people of all sorts; they would
add a touch of colour and joy in the humble hut of the tiller of the soil;
and the village grocer or the "panwalla" round the corner of
a city street would find no better and no cheaper decoration than these
pictures. Thus the pictures had a wonderful mass appeal and mass appreciation.
| ...I remember the patuas drawing the pictures in their
"shop-studios". These "shop-studios" in those
days were more or less "news bureaus" of the country,
where not only the pictures of mythological subjects were drawn,
but caricatures and satirical sketches would be drawn dealing with
the topics of the day... |
The patuas would naturally sell a good lot of these pictures every
year and I remember to have seen many in my younger days at least 30 or
40 shops in those bye-lanes to deal exclusively in these pictures and
I remember the patuas drawing the pictures in their "shop-studios".
These "shop-studios" in those days were more or less "news
bureaus" of the country, where not only the pictures of mythological
subjects were drawn, but caricatures and satirical sketches would be drawn
dealing with the topics of the day, the happenings in the law courts as
well as in the bazaars. From a study of the drawings it will be found
that these patuas were expert in handling the brush and colour
and they were keen observers of life, with a grim sense of humour. For
example, wealthy zeminders spending their money on wine and women, foppish
babus spending their day and night at nasty places, a Mohunt suffering
imprisonment for abducting girls, or a priest or Vaishnav "Guru"
(who is invariably depicted as a well-fed and well-groomed, pot-bellied
and top-knotted - the veritable picture of a pious rouge) living with
unchaste women - these would not escape the searching eyes of these artists
and they would draw the caricatures in such a way as would repel ordinary
people from such activities. Even popular sayings and proverbs get good
illustrations from them.
Woman and Wine
A Bengali 'man-about-town' with 'Albert' hairstyle, seated, glass
in hand, carousing a plump Calcutta courtesan.
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But these patuas are not found in their old places now. When
the other day I chanced to go over to the shrine again I searched in
vain for all the old spots where those patuas in their "shop-studios"
would draw paintings and sell them before standing crowds of buyers.
The buyers are gone and so are the artists. Big buildings, three storeys
high, have taken the places of old huts of which no trace can be found
now. Not a shred of the old huts or the patuas are to be found
now. The foreign imitators of these patuas have killed this trade
out of its soil. Taking advantage of the popularity of those pictures
the sly German traders sent thousands of lithographed copies printed
on glazed papers with garish bright colours and flooded the whole country
with these cheap imitations of Kalighat pictures. Following these German
presses, a litho press of Western India then took the field and as a
"Swadeshi" concern did the same thing and hastened the death
of this wonderful school of indigenous Art in Bengal. The cheap price,
the glazed paper and some kind of imitation of Kalighat pictures took
away the crowd from those original artists who created them; the smelly
characters of these gaudy paints did not deter them.
| But can this very original and vigorous school of painting, which
formed a sort of window for the souls of Bengal, not be revived
now? This is a question which every artist and every Bengali who
loves his province and its culture should ask. |
But can this very original and vigorous school of painting, which formed
a sort of window for the souls of Bengal, not be revived now? This is
a question which every artist and every Bengali who loves his province
and its culture should ask. The real merit of the art and the unquestioned
superiority of its quality created a great demand for these pictures
throughout the country. I believe the demand still exists and it is
being met in a niggardly way by those outrageous imitations of foreign
make. It was more a spirit of making money by any means, even by degrading
the art instincts of a people, that was more responsible than any actual
decay of good taste among our people. The oleograph pictures were thrust
upon the masses - the dallals and petty shopkeepers looked to
the immediate commission and neglected the artist craftsmen. If we can
now revive the old school of art, and produce similar pictures now,
I believe they will have a very great demand throughout the country.

Lady with Parrot and Rose
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| But can this very original and vigorous school of painting, which
formed a sort of window for the souls of Bengal, not be revived
now? This is a question which every artist and every Bengali who
loves his province and its culture should ask. |
As a matter of fact, the Kalighat School of Bengal Art has been a glory
of Bengal's culture and it is our national duty to revive the culture
and glory. If false imitations can take advantage of the popularity
there is no reason why we should not revive the original movement and
drive out the imitators now, when the merit of the original artists
is being universally acknowledged and appreciated. Even now a few stray
patuas of the old school can be found and if we encourage them
and patronise them they can maintain their old calling, and revive the
Art in the near future. If we can also arrange to train our young men
in these lines they can easily find a way of living by drawing with
the help of pen and brush simple drawings of popular interest and get
good money out of them as in the days of old. This is an aspect of the
question that which our artists should not neglect - they should not
turn up their noses at the idea of being a mere patuas.
| Bengal's traditional instinct lies with the methods of drawing
inculcated in the Kalighat School of Art and I think these methods
can be taught to our students much more easily than the complex
western processes |
As a matter of fact Bengal's traditional instinct lies with the methods
of drawing inculcated in the Kalighat School of Art and I think these
methods can be taught to our students much more easily than the complex
western processes. We hope our countrymen, who are eager to regenerate
the people and also those who are interested in the development of art
and culture of the country, should pay attention to this very important
item of Bengal's culture which is really the pride of our country, and
help in revivifying its old glory and popularity.
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