QUEST FOR AESTHETIC JOINERIES
by
Uma Nair


 

Kalidasa's 'Ritusamharam' and contour of Bulbul Sharma's flow of physical energy brings about this collection of works. In her quest for an aesthetic journey Bulbul uses the lyrical nuances of Kalidasa's poetry to reflect artistic autonomy of sorts. The colours are strong, vibrant - the tone is that of a lush Tropicana which does not have any punctuations but a long and continuing dialogue.

With the coming together of the diverse elements of interest in her own life, Bulbul has this time been able to make a specific aesthetic and ideological statement an the concept of fusing poetry and art. This is the foregrounding of differences and confluence’s so vital to the frayed context of contradictions today.

The show revels in the 'Ganga Yamuna' of Kalidasa's poetry - the 'Shweta' and the 'Shyama' which to Bulbul are metaphors of larger similarities and opposites - unities and polarities - harmonies and tensions. The show personifies the mysteries and enigmas that evoke a range of passions. but merge into human life in subtle ways.

Now Spring mocks women's sweet voice with the delightful indistinct music of cuckoos, the rays of their teeth in their smile with the luster of Kunda flowers; the beauty of their sprout like hands with the young shoots of trees which are as bright as coral.

In houses rendered slightly cool by the spray of cold water, the women too in the season of spring perfume their beautiful heads with Champaka blossoms & cover their breasts of lovely flowers.

May the spring season, beloved of cupid, grant you happiness till the end of a Kalpa - the spring season wherein the red Ashoka flowers look like the lower lip ( of ladies ) full of nectar, were in the hum of intoxicated bees serves as the speech; the Kunda garlands as the bright rows of teeth, the full bloomed lotus as the face; wherein the gentle breeze is the fragrant with the sweet smell of the mango blossoms & which is the perceptor in the initiation of love.

The hearts of even proud ladies are made to quake by breezes perfumed by blossomed mango trees, by the cooling of intoxicated male cuckoos & bees noisy music plesent to the years.


 
 

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