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Kochi, Here We come, Biennale and More ( first posted on thebarefootfoodie.org on 1 Apr 2019 )

 

Kochi, Here We come, Biennale and More

A Good Excuse to Visit – Kochi Bienale 2018/2019

Take 2 good friends with a shared passion in art, travel and the same spontaneous gung-ho. Something was brewing in Kochi and it was too good an opportunity to miss.  I have never been to Kochi before and C has not even stepped foot in India previously. A quick check on the schedules, while the fingers did the rest on the internet with the itinerary, flights and accommodation.

India is a place which does not elicit half-hearted responses. You either love it or hate it. Knowing C, I reckoned there is a high chance she would love it and she did!

After several visits to different Indian cities over the years, I have only one criteria – must stay in a good hotel to be pampered and regain your sanity, after the bombardment of all your senses which India dispenses without mercy; the Taj, no less. So we settled on the somewhat exclusive Taj Malabar Resort on the man-made Willingdon Island, packed our bags and off we went…

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In for a wonderful ride!

The Kochi-Muziris Biennale

This was conceived in 2010 and is now in its fourth run. The theme is ambitious – “Possibilities for a Non-Alienated Life” with 94 projects by 138 artists from 32 countries  exhibiting in this biennale. Yes, it would take a woman who’s man enough for the job under the curatorship and vision of Anita Dube. Spread over several venues, C & I spent some three leisurely days to soak in the art and the rest to do the touristy stuff ( so we didn’t hunt down every exhibit – we do love art but not too much! )

Here’s my pick of the favourites from this bonanza of social commentary involving identity, memory, nostalgia and a better future for all.

  1. Bapi Das – an auto-rickshaw driver in Kolkata who makes his experiences come to life in the form of intricate embroidered needlework.
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Streets of Kolkata, stitch by stitch
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Wet roads that glisten from the streetlights at night. How different it looks after the sun sets and a downpour clears.
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Yes, you have to look through the magnifying glass to truly appreciate the intricacies of this series of work!

2. Shilpa Gupta – ” For, In Your Tongue, I Can Not Fit- 100 Jailed Poets”. This is a poignant interactive installation in a hauntingly dimmed space where you can barely make out the shadows. There are exactly 100 speaking microphones that are delicately positioned above metal stakes that each impales a page of poetry. As you enter, you are greeted with a cacophony of voices of imprisoned poets past that beckon to you from each microphone…

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Dissonant voices that pierce your heart, even as they are pierced

3. Goshka Macuga – A Polish artist living in London who revisits the overlooked and forgotten histories in each new place she exhibits around the world.

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In the printed tapestry with Karl Marx’s head, the artist visualises the role of women in places where Marx has left his legacy. Markedly feminist and heroic women in Kerala history are featured here. Visitors are invited to interact with the installation by browsing books on communist history and to reflect on their personal perspectives and background.

4. Celia-Yunior: A collaborative partnership of two Cuban artists, Celia Alvarez and Yunior Perdomo.

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Synesthesia – an installation of bar graphs made from spices local to Kerala. It outlines the phenomenal growth of IT in India over the past decade and questions the erosion of traditional cottage food production industries in this new age.

5. Sue Williamson – British artist working in South Africa

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“One Hundred and Nineteen Deeds of Sale” is a re-enactment of a piece of forgotten history. Few know that in the 17C, Indians were sold as slaves and brought to Africa by the Dutch East India Company ( VOC ) to work in their estates and gardens. In this installation, the artist uses traditional linen clothing typically worn by the working class in India and hand-wrote the names of the slaves, gender, age and places of birth. Then she dipped them in the muddy waters around Cape Town Castle in South Africa ( site of the enslavement ) to symbolize the oppression and hard labour they endured…Then they are washed at a public laundry frequented by Dutch officers during the colonial era in Kochi, and hung to dry at Aspinwall House, the site of the Biennale – an act of posthumous return to their home and redemption for the enslaved.
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Another Exhibit – ” Message from the Atlantic Passages ” revisits the Atlantic slave trade and the enforced trafficking of human lives across the ocean between the 16C and 19C.
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Each bottle contains the hand-written notes on the slave’s African and new given names, some even with the sex and age.

I could go on and on but you have to be there to experience it in all its bewildering totality.  Catch the Biennale again in 2 year’s time!

One Day at the Kerala Backwaters

Most reviews rave about it as it is the primary reason to come to Kerala. Others were more skeptical. We were in two minds about it but finally succumbed out of “touristy curiosity” and the fear of self-loathing if we return home without doing IT. You can either do it in style, butler and all, in a luxe house-boat all to yourself, or the low cost way with a whole bunch of backpackers. We chose the latter. There was a momentous pause when one of our 20-odd travelling companions ( who were all happy home-stay dwellers ) asked which “home-stay” we were at. I quickly mumbled ” the one at Willingdon Island “.

It’s all about cruising along on the backwaters, either which way. How different can it get, apart from the number of zeros in your invoice? It came to a grand total of 1000 Indian rupees per person, booked with Destination Travel, with lunch thrown in for a 7-hour half day trip. The road trip took about 2 hours, boating 3 hours with a communal lunch break and the obligatory stop to watch how rope is made from coconut coir. All’s well and good. Been there, done that!

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Our Boatman who singlehandedly brought us across the backwaters
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Languid villages in all their simplicity and back-to-nature past-times
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From Coconut to Rope – by boat
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We still managed to have the boat all to ourselves ( for a brief while )

Back to Creature Comforts

It is great to kick-start our days with a sumptuous buffet breakfast with a view and to return to delectable dining at the Taj with the freshest of the catch-of-the day! Oh, it also came with perks like late afternoon tea on the lawn, followed by a sun-set cruise ( which outshone the modest backwaters house-boat by several notches. Spoilt rotten and not ashamed in the least!

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Rise and shine, with a fresh fruit platter, followed by eggs, dosai, appam…
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Stop and smell the roses…
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Chai and light snacks before the sunset cruise
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Upgraded to the Taj ( motorised ) house-boat with upper viewing deck
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Life on Willingdon Island
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The ubiquitous Chinese fishing net is still very much in use

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Out and About

We had lunch, we had fun, we had seasons in the sun…Shopped, dropped, re-hydrate, watched a cultural dance, picked up a helpful ( but overly-friendly ) tuk-tuk driver who brought us places and got over-tipped by us, visited cottage industries, hunted down street art, got well rubbed and oiled at an ayuvedic massage…think we managed to squeeze in a whole lot of activities without over-stretching ourselves.

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I do deserve this pair of angel wings for showing great restraint at the shops. C is guilty on all counts.

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How many facial expressions can you make – let me count the ways. At least 100 ways just rolling his eyes!

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We got this table, as promised, at the delightful and cosy Kashi Art Cafe
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A visit to the laundry
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This is how your Garam Masala spice mix is prepared
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Freshly made Pappadoms
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When in Kochi, eat like the locals do, with your right hand
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Ever tried a super-drippy mango where you give it a good squeeze and all the juices run out ( and down…all over that white runway)

 

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Quaint cafes in narrow alleyways
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Shop, eat, stay ( next time ) in this lovely neighborhood in Jew Town

Street Art in and around the city

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Caught with their pants down
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Holy Cow!

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Lingering Thoughts

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We came, we were charmed and dazzled by the warmth and the myriad of attractions this city had to offer. The Biennale was a showcase of multi-talented artists but at the same time refreshingly unpretentious, befitting of the theme and setting. It has been a most memorable and enjoyable holiday, not least with a lovely travelling companion and good friend. Good job, C & Y!

Now to make plans for our next vacay together at the other end of the globe…

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