“Don’t search for the tiger. The
tiger will find you,” Kakubhai Kothari told me, and for good measure repeated
it so I would remember it to be an absolute like Newton ’s Laws of Motion. “Don’t search for
the tiger. The tiger will find you.”
He kept his eyes on visitors to
his photo exhibition on Cultural
Heritage, Nature & Wildlife at the newly opened Terrace Gallery in the Jehangir Art Gallery
dedicated to Photography and Visual Arts, in part owing to the generous munificence
of the man himself, Kakubhai.
The Terrace Gallery dedicated to
Photography & Visual Arts opened early this April, a welcome addition to
Mumbai galleries increasingly recognising photography as an art form though
nowhere in the number needed to do justice to its practitioners. It took a long
time coming to Jehangir, likely driven in part by increasing queries by
photographers for gallery space to display their photography.
“The tiger will find you, don’t
search,” Kakubhai repeated, his eyes on visitors stepping into the narrow but
long exhibition space located on the terrace of the Jehangir Art Gallery, eyes lighting
up in recognition on spotting familiar faces as they stepped toward him to
exchange pleasantries.
I nodded, reminded of all those
long treks where I had to be satisfied with hundreds of tiger pug marks, signs that boded well at the time, but ended without sightings of the striped cat.
He left me in no doubt, not that
I was under any illusion after having trekked in wildlife sanctuaries over the
years that tiger sightings are not so much a matter of chance as they’re revelations
granted by tigers to hopeful pilgrims making their way along jungle trails,
holding their breath atop elephants crashing through the undergrowth, the
mahout nudging them toward waterholes known to be frequented by tigers. Even so
there’s little certainty the striped beast will grant the eager beavers an audience.
If they do, it’s either because
they couldn’t care less, or because they’re looking for some entertainment
themselves, probably joking in tiger lingo and passing comments on corporate
rats come looking for jungle cats.
To picture the scene, I did not
have to stretch my imagination any further than the wall adjoining the entrance to
the Jehangir Art Gallery .
Straining in the evening breeze across the road from the David Sassoon Library
in Kala Ghoda, a life sized photograph hung from the terrace of the art gallery,
showing three tigers, sheltered by a bush and cooling themselves in a shrinking
waterhole, looking up at visitors perched atop an elephant, fiddling with their
cameras for that 'once in a lifetime shot' to bandy about back home.
Passers-by paused by the
photograph on their way past the Jehangir
Art Gallery
to see the tigers see the visitors see the tigers.
Others who followed the newly
installed sign board outside Samovar, the gallery café, found themselves taking the
stairs to the terrace and welcomed by photographs mounted along the parapet. Large photographs of Ganapati processions, sculptures, and ornamented
wells among others, the Cultural Heritage part of Kakubhai's exhibits.
At first I wondered if this was
it, disappointed on seeing photographs of Indian cultural landmarks mounted in
the open, exposed to elements though a warm late afternoon light suffused the
pictures and lent them a glow in keeping with the gentle environs of South Bombay .
I thought, surely, Jehangir Art Gallery
could’ve done a better job than find a home for photography under open skies.
A roof would’ve helped secure them better, and appropriate light to accentuate
their imagery would’ve done them justice.
Just as I was about to turn and take
the stairs down I saw a few visitors emerge from a door at the corner of the
terrace overlooking the open space behind the gallery. Curious, I stepped in
and was pleasantly surprised to find myself in a sleek gallery space that ran
the length of one side of the wall, large enough to allow for two rows of
visitors take in photographs displayed on opposing walls. a Visitor's Book was kept at the corner by the door.
The lights brought alive the tigers in almost every emotion imaginable.
It was there I met Kakubhai
Kothari.
“Tadoba is a better place than
Jim Corbett to sight tigers at this time of the year,” he said. “But if you’re not fixated on tigers then Jim Corbett is a great place to explore other forms of wildlife. There’s
much to see there.”
He also suggested Pench, and Nagzira wildlife sanctuaries for tiger sightings.
Of the tiger photographs on
display, Kakubhai had shot some in the Tadoba Wildlife Sanctuary, a
tiger haven I had visited many, many years ago, trekking in its jungles for
five days in the company of fellow wildlife enthusiasts from Bombay ,
Pune, Nagpur ,
and Nashik among others. Each day we would start out at the break of dawn and return nearly eleven hours later, on foot all through the day.
This was neat I thought. K was
grinning from ear to ear, having first noticed the opening of the Terrace Gallery
for Photography on a poster displayed outside. S, and G were riveted by the
tiger show on parade.
Photographers eyeing the
prominent locale Jehangir Art Gallery occupies in Fort will be relieved enough
to hope that the waiting period for gallery space that ranges anywhere between
5-7 years, with photography playing second fiddle to paintings and sculptures until now, will shorten
considerably now that it has opened a dedicated space for photography.
Kakubhai’s photo exhibition ended
today.