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Racing Against Time

Earlier, he had done his IA from Trichandra College (“My father wanted me to be a doctor” – a familiar tale), after finishing school from the historic Durbar High School near his home in Tanlachhi (Teuda) tole in the equally historic Ason area. As can be expected of an intellectual and an artist, added to the historic and traditional environment which has been a part of his upbringing, Madan Chitrakar says he is pained to note that even the creative community have chosen to ignore and not recognize the great legacy of Kathmandu’s heritage as a source of pride and inspiration. Supposedly, this was the motivation behind ‘The Vanishing Heritage’ – a collection of sketches and drawings exhibited at the J Art Gallery in December 1999. Nonetheless, how far he himself is conscious of, and more importantly, enthused towards preserving his own immediate famous surroundings is a question that only the artist himself can answer. Needless to say, it would a boon to many to have this historic core centre of the Capital conserved for all eternity, for this area does have great significance to the city as a whole – specially with regard to the Newari way of life.

Madan Chitrakar is now planning to have his seventh exhibition in the next few months and is getting a collection ready. A sneak preview of finished works show that the artist is indeed in the throes of celebrating his ‘second coming’. A veritable reflection, one must say, of a greatly rejuvenated frame of mind – one that is at once playfully celebratory, invigoratingly reawakened and above all, brightly optimistic. The country might be in the doldrums and the overall state of the state might be as bad as it ever was, but, and this is the remarkable thing, Madan Chitrakar, as an individual entity and as an artist out to get his priorities right this time around, appears to have decided to follow his, and only his, inner calling. In the process, and for the moment at least, his canvases quite truthfully mirror the artist’s new found ‘liberation’, with the result that the paintings positively shine due to the artist’s simplicity of approach, due to the paintings’ meaningful contents, and equally, due to a frank ‘less-is-more’ attitude clearly evident in the collection as a whole. Surely, it will be an exhibition that will play its part in stimulating the Nepalese art world further, besides obviously, inspiring the artist himself to seek deeper into himself for strength and conviction to continue on the chosen path with renewed vigour.

Vigour and such things aside, Madan Chitrakar is the type of man who can almost be allegorized to the iron hand within a velvet glove. Outwardly a gentleman to the core, and soft spoken, one can sense that he carries a firm set of convictions within himself, and more importantly (he is a reputed writer after all) is not unduly shy of expressing views in a forthright manner. Thus it was that, at the recently held workshop for ‘senior’ artists in the Singha Art Gallery in Patan, Madan, in his speech, lamented at the lack of progression in even some ‘senior’ artists’ works, a development which he said should have been a natural turn of events through the constantly changing passage of time. No doubt, he was speaking not only from his vast art knowledge over the decades, but also through his own personal experience. Therefore, and specially also with this to compare to, he seems happy with what he himself has been able to accomplish. Indeed, Madan Chitrakar can be said to be an artist who keeps himself abreast with the times and to repeat another cliché, has traveled a considerable distance since his first exhibition at the Nepal Bharat Sanskritik Kendra in 1975 even if the going has been a bit slow for reasons already enunciated herein. “I have not had many solo exhibitions, the next one will only be the seventh,” he admits. “Although I have participated in quite a few group exhibitions here and abroad.”

It can be foreseen that there still will not be many exhibitions of this artist’s works in future too, this because he is as desirous of contributing to art literature in Nepal as he is to painting. Which naturally will mean a division of precious time. And, as everybody knows, while contemporary painting may be comparatively less time-consuming, writing, and specially on weighty subjects of historical value entailing much research, is another matter entirely. In the first instance, writing requires knowledge, and knowledge requires a lot of reading. Which, as it happens, is something the artist / writer appears to be quite obsessed with. And, so, one will find all sorts of books and periodicals on cupboard shelves and tables in his office as well as in other rooms of his home. The books are on diverse subjects and the magazines are varied in content.

All this means that, this is one artist whose exhibitions, when and if they are organized, naturally become ‘events’ if for nothing else, then for their paucity. About past shows, he claims that all have fared well from the commercial aspect, but that, after 2000, he wished to go beyond conservatism in style and substance and ceased to care much about the money-making part. One is tempted to say here that, actually, if only the artist could also go beyond other remaining ‘comfort zones’ with as much realization and desire, then certainly, some additional fireworks could be sparked off in the country’s art scene. However, with a wife as pretty as Indu (and a helpful housewife as well), and with an engineer son, Monish (presently in the United States) as well as a cute little grand daughter, Asmi - from his happily married daughter, Mona, - to play doting grandfather with, one must say that the bonds are pretty strong. And very comforting.

However, all things considered, and keeping in mind the artist’s apparently burning desire to make good use of remaining time in the pursuit of his artistic and literary goals, it will be hoped that Madan Chitrakar will succeed in achieving the perfect balance he really seems to be searching for. Notwithstanding his declaration, “I am in a hurry to realize my dreams now.”

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