Liz had come from the Isle of Skye in Scotland - her first visit to India. She had applied for a 'Residency' and been successful. She had just graduated from Art College and was here for a month to teach print-making. The studio cum flat was situated in a small gaited Society, in a new part of the town. It was small and sunny and the upstairs had a small balcony.
This was a short 4-day course in print-making - a chance for local Indians to learn something from someone from the West. She had travelled through Rajasthan for a few weeks, before coming to Gujarat and her sketch books were filled with her first impressions of crowded streets, women in saris and turbaned men sitting on their haunches, in characteristic style. "What has made the most impression on you"? I asked......thoughtfully, she replied..."the layering - the way the new is pasted on top of the old, without removing the original - the constant layering - it provides a slice of history"
This was a short 4-day course in print-making - a chance for local Indians to learn something from someone from the West. She had travelled through Rajasthan for a few weeks, before coming to Gujarat and her sketch books were filled with her first impressions of crowded streets, women in saris and turbaned men sitting on their haunches, in characteristic style. "What has made the most impression on you"? I asked......thoughtfully, she replied..."the layering - the way the new is pasted on top of the old, without removing the original - the constant layering - it provides a slice of history"
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