Countries Beginning with I

Ross is a very active member of Fotolog, a “social networking” website much favored by young people, particularly in South America and Italy. I don’t remember when she started (around two years ago, I think), and in that time she has surpassed one million page views there! [more]

While I was in New Mexico last weekend, Sharon and I drove to Santa Fe. The town has many museums, but we visited only one: the Museum of International Folk Art. It’s not big, but offers plenty to keep the attention. One room has drawers full of decorative panels from Bangladeshi rickshaws, and molé cloth work.

Most fascinating to me was the Girard Wing, created from the personal collection of a bi-cultural globetrotter whose taste in funky objects I completely concur with. It’s an enormous room crammed to bursting with toys, figurines, masks, and tapestries, arranged according to some interior logic of the donor, which doesn’t always make sense to the outside observer. Girard didn’t believe in labels, and I can see his point: I get distracted reading the text instead of observing the object it describes. So he put discreet little numbers on the cases, corresponding to a catalog with one terse paragraph of description per case. This was very frustrating at times - you’re left wondering: "Where is that thing from? What does it mean? Why does this mask show a person with pursed-out lips with a lizard climbing down his nose?"

And: "Why does this 18th-century Bengali story-teller’s scroll illustrating the life of Krishna feature (Indian) people and gods dressed for the French royal court in knee pants, hose, and big wigs?"

We weren’t sure if we were allowed to take photos (though there weren’t any signs saying otherwise), but I couldn’t resist snatching some shots of these:

The catalog inadequately explained that they are from Bengal, and represent scenes of the workings of the British empire - intended as educational toys, perhaps to show Bengali children the (limited) jobs that would be available to them in the British bureaucracy. Above, I think, is a low-level magistrate’s office with a "native" judge. I’m guessing from their loincloths and hairstyle that the plaintiffs are tribal people.

At the top of the page you can see a higher court in full session. Below is a detail showing the British judge in his white jacket, with the plaintiff in the white dhoti and turban in the foreground, under the watchful gaze of a guard in blue.

Aren’t these guys wonderful? Look at the detail of their moustaches and beards, and the little white pith helmets on the table.

Here’s a surveyor’s office, everyone busily drawing maps under the watchful eye of their British supervisor (who appears to be a close relative of the judge).

There’s even a guy with a rod, ready to go out and take more measurements.