Baden

Spa-Village of Sulphur Springs and Strauss

 Baden is full of sulphuric springs and we could smell the minerals in the air as we paused by the Plague Monument in the central square (below left). It was a pleasure to sit and listen to operatic arias in the distance, as twilight descended stealthily upon the town, in a lovely flower-filled garden near the statue of Johann Strauss. Strolling aroudn the garden, we discovered flower beds full of vibrant color and interesting classical statuary (Below right)

 Aftewards, we  enjoyed our rambles along Baden’s picturesque cobbled squares and narrow maze of streets filled with shops displaying enticing Austrian wares such as pastries and confections, embroidered skirts and muslin blouseshad which considerably sharpened our appetite (below right).

 

The Sturms decided to take us to a heurige, a typical Austrian evening of entertainment which originated in the sampling of the first pressings of the year’s vintage. Red and white wines are sampled in-between courses that comprise delicious cheese spreads, cold meats, roasts and pickles, salads and the most delectable bread you can imagine. Music and festivity characterize an Austrian heurige and we enjoyed two of these—one at Mayer am Pfarrplatz, in a historic inn in Nussdorf in which the composer Beethoven once lived and one in a charming Baden courtyard. Ronni also gave us a driving tour of Vienna by night which allowed us to see the city’s major monuments all beautifully floodlit and presenting a completely different facet of themselves.

Experiencing Austria through the eyes of our Austrian friends was a completely delightful feeling. Not only were were sated with the fine foods and wines that we sampled eagerly but we felt renewed in our ties of friendship that have bound us with the Sturms for over twenty years. Ronnie and Dieter’s lovely kids made our visit to their home in Nussdorf a true delight. Having them behind the wheel to show us the hidden gems of their beautiful country was truly a special privilege and we were deeply appreciative of our good fortune in having them as friends. Yu see us with them at the entrance to Beethoven’s Home in Nussdorf (above right and below left)

Bon Voyage!

Austria

 

(The Almeidas on a bridge across the Salzach River with the spires and domes of Salzburg and the ramparts of the Hohensalzburg Fortress rising up behind us)

 There is nothing I dislike about Austria. From the moment I first set eyes on the coutnry, more than twenty years ago, it has occupied a special place in my heart. Just about any corner of Austria could become the subject of a picture postcard or a landscape painting. Almost afraid, it seems ,of asserting its identity in the presence of dominant Germany, its next door neighbor, Austria has been content to take the back seat.

Yet, droves of visitors leave bewitched by its combination of natural beauty and unique contributions to civilization. I mean what’s not to love about Mozart’s “Eine Klein Natchmusik” or a slice of cripsy apfel streudel? And then there’s that legendary Viennese Roast Coffee…and the schnitzel. And the romanticism of the Von Trapp Family Singers and ….there’s so much more to Austria.

I wanted to share it all with Llew and Chriselle. It has helped that  Llew’s own career in Banking long  associated him with the country through his job with Creditanstalt which later became Bank Austria. It made us friends who live in  Vienna and frequently invited us to visit the country in their company. My former neighbor from Bombay, Dinesh Marar, had married an Austrian and had made the country his home. Through Sabine Maringer Poelz and my old friends of over twenty years, Ronald Sturm, his wife Karin and his brother Deiter, we saw Austria through familiar eyes when we visited the country in the summer of 2005 on a tour of Eastern Europe.

Follow us now on our travels around Austria. Let us take you to Salzburg, a city in which my maternal grandmother Valerie Marcks had lived in the years between the two World Wars. She often told me of the beauty of Salzburg when I was a little girl. I felt as if I was walking in her footsteps when I arrived in the city as a backpacker in 1987. Almost twenty years later, I thought of her again when I walked the same streets, this time in the company of Llew and Chriselle who also fell in love with the city.

Then stay close behind  us in Vienna, magnificent capital city of the Hapsburgs, as we see some of the world’s greatest art treasures.

In the gracious spa town of Baden, we shall tread upon cobbled streets that carry strong sulphur scents.

We returned home with a ton of evocative photographs, a special wooden box containing the famous Sachertorte and memories of a warm and friendly people who generously shared the bounty of their land with us.

We’re sure you will love Austria too.

Bon Voyage!

Collisions of Culture

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The golden stupa and chatri of Doi Sutep Temple in Chiang-Mai, Thailand

For most of my life, I lived in Asia–well, South Asia to be exact. India is such a vast part of the continent that it takes almost a whole lifetime to see just that peninsular alone! I was fortunate to have covered a great deal of it while still a child in the company of my parents and brothers on summer vacations. As an adult, I chose to major in Literature in English from the Indian sub-continent–a field that has taken me on several forays into India. After my emigration to the United States and my work at New York Univeristy began, I led travel courses to Asia that included India and Nepal. The courses on South Asian Studies that I teach at NYU today tie in with all the travel experiences I have gleaned as a native of India and as a scholar. In January of 2008, I will be leading a Study Tour to India for the Pequot Library in Southport, Connecticut, where I conducted a series of discussions on Post-Colonial Literature from the Indian sub-continent. This promises to be only the first of several such private tours that I shall lead in the years to come. Please click on the link below to view our Itinerary.

Pequot Library Trip to India, January 2008

Our group will be traveling to India on the Palace on Wheels, a luxurious train that once belonged to a Maharaja of Rajasthan. Superbly equipped with comfortable bedroom suites, each including an attached bath, and two restaurants on board that offer a selection of Indian, Continental and Chinese cuisine, the train ranks as one of the finest in the world. As it traverses the varied terrain of Northern India, it will make stops at the most important sites of tourist interest such as the Taj Mahal in Agra, the Ranthampore Tiger Sanctuary for a safari that will serve the interests of animal lovers, the Keoladev Bird Sanctuary that offers a glimpse of migrant birds from as far away as Siberia, the palaces and forts of the erstwhile Maharajas, bustling cities and rustic village hamlets forrgotten by Time.

To learn more about the Palace on Wheels, please click here.

India

Come  fly with me into the Asian skies, home of centuries-old history, multiple languages, colorful rituals and cultural traditions, spicy cuisine and astonishing art and architecture. In India, my homeland, you will discover secrets known only to a few. Taste the culinary creations  of the best kebab maker  in all Delhi and pick the most exquisite handwoven carpets in Jaipur without paying a Maharaja’s ransom . Walk with me through the crowded streets of Bombay, the beloved city of my birth, and take in the marvels of its Victorian Gothic monuments including Elphinston College where I was a student and the Victorian Terminus Railway Station where I boarded commuter trains to my home in the suburbs. Let’s explore the Islamic masoleums of Agra and Emperor Akbar’s astounding sandstone city of Fatehpur Sikhri in the north. Let’s peak inside the shore temples of the Pallavas and the Cholas near the Tamilian city of Madras (Chennai) in the South. We shall walk in the holy footsteps of the Buddha at Sarnath and dally by mirror-clear lakes in the frosty Himalayan air of Kashmir. In Goa, we shall revel in the old-world Portuguese ambience of stucco cathedrals, then laze on golden tropical beaches. And don’t let’s forget Rajasthan, celebrated State of Kings with its pink and blue cities and wildly colored textiles. Then, when you have had your fill of the Indian experience, fly further away with me towards the mysteries of East Asia.

South East Asia

In Singapore, we shall pursue colonial British history in a traditional Malay setting. In Thailand, we will traipse around the congested streets of Bangkok in a tuk-tuk only to discover surprisingly quiet retreats in wooden teak houses built on stilts. At the Golden Triangle, we shall rendez-vous at the confluence of three countries on the banks of the legendary Mekong River. In the Lanna regions of Chiang-Mai and Chiang-Rai, we shall enter gigantic Buddhist wats that will take your breath away with their towering golden Buddhas and the lowly humility of their clean-shaven monks. We shall walk on the bridge over the infamous River Kwai-ai and ride the Ghost Train into the emerald-green rice fields of Kanchanburi, clad constantly in gossamer light mists.

Take your pick of the offerings below and speed off to Asia on the wings of  your imagination. Enter the exotic world of Asia where cultures collide.

Tantalizing Tangier, Morocco

 

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(Outside a Moroccan home with a sign showing directions to the city of Tangier)

Darkness had long fallen upon the ancient coastal city of Tangier when Llew and I arrived there. I was visibly excited. Not only was this my first arrival on African soil, but the distinctly Arab influence was evident on the ferry as we crossed the Straits of Gibralta from Tarifa in Spain. Groups of women dressed in flowing robes and men wearing the traditional fez caps chattered away in Arabic during our voyage to the Barbary Coast. I couldn’t wait to find out what Morocco would offer us.

Immediately, upon disembarking at the Port of Tangier, we had the distinct feeling that we had left the order and regulation of Europe behind us as chaos reigned supreme. Taxi drivers milled around the port offering their services. When we did accept, the drivers began to argue among themselves for the privilege of driving us to our hotel. When a decision was ultimately taken and we got into the cab, we discovered that it would not run on meter. We were quoted a flat fee of 5 Euros to get us to our hotel in the medina. Meters were run, our driver informed us, in “small taxis”. Well, we decided to get out of the big taxi and find a smaller one which appeared, miraculously, as if from nowhere. When we did get to our hotel by climbing a steep hair-raising hill on the narrowest of streets, our meter showed 6 dirhams—the equivalent of about half a Euro! We had arrived in the very heart of the ancient souk. My heart skipped a beat…

 

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Hotel Continental  (left) is a gem of a building situated right in the bustling midst of the ancient Muslim medina or medieval town center. Think of the movie Casablanca, of the sets of the hotel in which Sam played his piano as Bogey sipped his cognac through a haze of cigar smoke. Built in 1865 as a private mansion to house a wealthy Moroccan dignitary, its ownership changed hands several times until it was converted into a hotel. Wide corridors completely covered with ceramic tiles, colored glass lamps, an old grandfather clock and an old grand piano were some of the Euro-Islamic elements that greeted us in the reception foyer. Mohammed, our receptionist, was gracious and dignified as he went through the formalities of registering us. What a delight it was for me to discover that we could speak French to him! After days of dealing with sign language in Spain, I was able to have a very comfortable conversation with him as we talked about breakfast arrangements and the prospect of hiring a private taxi to take us on a sightseeing tour of the city (300 dirhams for 3 hours of sight seeing and the services of a chauffeur-guide). It was with happy anticipation that we looked forward to our travels in Tangier and as we ended another eventful day, we were pleased at the possibilities of what lay ahead. The call of the muezzin as he roused the faithful to prayer from the nearby mosque woke us up twice during the early dawn hours as our hotel were located in the Islamic heart of the medieval city.

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The next morning, we were served continental breakfast by liveried wait staff in the ornate dining hall of the hotel where mujedar decoration that we easily recognized after our visit to the Al-Hambra Palace in Granada, Spain, was everywhere. As we sipped excellent coffee and munched on pain de chocolat and brioche, light pouring in from a cloudless sky, warmed us as we opted to eat on the sun-drenched terrace with its wrought-iron railings and marble tables.

At 9 am sharp, as arranged the previous evening, our chauffeur Mohammed arrived to pick us up from our hotel and take us on a sightseeing tour of the city. Into the bustle of the commercial area (which reminded us very much of Bombay’s Flora Fountain) and the tiny winding alleyways of the casbah (which reminded us of Bombay’s Bhendi Bazaar), we received an immediate insight into the old-world charms of the Moroccan lifestyle. While people went about their business purposefully, there was nothing of the rough and tumble of a hectic pace. Despite the traffic being heavy, it moved in an orderly fashion around the many rotaries. Moroccan’s colonial French influence was evident in the use of the French language on street signs, the uniforms worn by traffic policemen and the solidity of official buildings.

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Leaving the city behind us, we drove up into the surrounding mountains to Cap Spartel (left) where a lighthouse marked the point of confluence of two great bodies of water: the Mediterranean Sea and the Atlantic Ocean. At Café Haffa, we were able to look out upon the blue waters of the sea as far as the shores of Spain that lay just across Tangier Bay. One of the most famous sites for tourists is the Grotte D’Hercule or Hercules’ Cave, a natural rock formation whose granite sides were used for centuries to make millstones to grind wheat and olives for oil. The far end of the rock intriguingly forms the perfect silhouette of the map of Africa (below right).

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A huge treat awaited us at the cliffs whose sides plunged sharply down to the Atlantic Ocean. Camels tethered to stakes waited patiently to take visitors for a lazy romp along the sandy promontory that jutted out into the water. A bit unnerved at first, Llew and I soon eased ourselves into the thrills of the unusual experience. The most scary parts were the mounting and dismounting as camels have a strange way of lurching forward and back as they raise their tall bulk off the ground. A few minutes into our ride, once we were calmed by the rhythmic motion of the aminal’s ungainly movements, we actually began to enjoy it (below left).

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Mohammed then drove us back to the city past the main mosque whose minaret rose high above the city, completely covered with faiance tiles in a very bright and vivid geometric pattern. In the casbah, whose walls were blindingly white washed to deflect the dazzling Mediterranean sun, we saw the Casbah Museum (below left).

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In all of these locales, time seemed to have stood still. We could have been in the 8th century. Mohammed even included a camel ride that took us to the very edge of a rocky promontory that dipped down sharply into the Atlantic Ocean. What an interesting experience that was! Then, we drove through “California” (above right), the more recently developed part of the city where the elite and the affluent have congregated on the hillsides and built mansions that face the azure waters. New beach resorts are mushrooming all over the city as developers take advantage of tourist desires for sandy beaches and relaxing waters.

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We loved Morocco and its mélange of old and new. Camels still play in the desert but phones and digital cameras were everywhere—Morocco has entered the Modern Era all right, but it retains its magical medieval charm and its headiness casts a strange spell upon you. We enjoyed every minute of our time in Tangier and were only sorry that our visit was so short.

Though we made one brave attempt to get the mid-afternoon ferry, we missed it by a hair’s breath (above) and had to sit out the three hours till the next one left. Finding lunches of barbecued meats and yoghurt sauced salads in the port’s cafetaria, we passed our time observing our companions as the city of Tangier lay just beyond us, its colorful minaret rising high into the sky (below).

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When we did arrive back in Spain, we lost no time picking up our car from the car park in Tarifa and driving north to the bull-fighting city of Seville which lies on the banks of the River Guadalquivir.

Thanksgiving on Valentine’s Day

Hosted by Llew and Rochelle Almeida

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(Gourmet Club Members seated around our dining table at the start of our Thanskgiving on Valentine’s Day Dinner)

Theme:

Though it was February and time to plan a Valentine’s Day menu, our Gourmet Dinner Club members requested that Llew create a menu around his famous signature Indian-style Roasted Marinated Turkey. This was the end result–Thansksgiving on Valentine’s Day!

Bon Appetit!

MENU

Appetizer:
Chopped Liver with Matzo
(Dan and Amy de Lannoy)

Entrée:
Roast Marinated Turkey, Indian Style
(Llew and Rochelle Almeida)

Sides:
Gourmet Green Bean Casserole
with Fried Shallots

(Brett and Mary-Lauren Factora)

Walnut-Sage Potatoes Au Gratin
(Dan and Amy de Lannoy)

Cranberry Pecan Multi-Grain Bread
(Llew and Rochelle Almeida)

Dessert:
Coeur a la Crème with Raspberry Sauce
(Art and Bonnie Britz-Thurnauer)
CHOPPED LIVER WITH MATZO
(From Ina Garten’s Parties Cookbook)

(Makes about 5 cups).
Around the Jewish holidays, Chopped liver is a traditional first course.  The Madeira adds a bit of sweetness without you knowing exactly what it is.  Be sure not to overprocess this spread; you want it to be chunky. Serve it with pieces of matzo.

Ingredients:
2 pounds chicken livers
1 cup rendered chicken fat (see note)
2 cups medium-diced yellow onions (2 onions)
1/3 cup Madeira wine
4 extra-large hard cooked eggs, peeled and chunked
¼ cup fresh minced parsley
2 tsps fresh thyme leaves
2 teaspoons kosher salt
1 teaspoon freshly ground black pepper
Pinch cayenne pepper

Method:
Drain the livers and saute them in 2 batches in 2 tablespoons of the chicken fat over medium-high heat, turning once, for about 5 minutes, or until just barely pink inside.  Don’t overcook the livers or they will be dry.  Transfer them to a large bowl.

In the same pan, sauté the onions in 3 tablespoons of the chicken fat over medium-high heat for about 10 minutes, or until browned. Add the Madeira and deglaze the pan, scraping the sides, for about 15 seconds.  Pour into the bowl with the livers.

Add the eggs, parsley, thyme, salt, black pepper, cayenne and the remaining chicken fat to the bowl. Toss quickly to combine.  Transfer half the mixture to the bowl of a food processor fitted with a steel blade.  Pulse 6 to 8 times, until coarsely chopped.  Repeat with the remaining mixture.  Season to taste and chill.  Serve on crackers or matzo.

Note:
To make rendered chicken fat, place the fat in a small covered pan over low heat until the fat melts. Store in the refrigerator. You might want to collect the fat from a couple of chickens that you cook and store it in the freezer. If you’d rather not do that, your local butcher might be able to give you some chicken fat.
ROAST MARINATED TURKEY, INDIAN STYLE

Marinade:
1 quart plain yoghurt
¾ cup lemon juice
1 large onion, peeled and chopped (about 2 cups)
1 small head garlic, about 8 cloves, separated into cloves and peeled
1 (2”) piece ginger root, peeled and sliced
1-2 teaspoons salt
4-5 teaspoons garam masala (ground mixture of cinnamon, cardamom, cumin, nutmeg and black peppercorns—available in Indian stores)
1 teaspoon cayenne pepper
3 teaspoons paprika
2 teaspoons ground coriander
1 teaspoon turmeric
1¼ cups olive oil
10-12 pound turkey
Melted butter
Lemon slices

Method:
To Make Marinade:
Combine all ingredients in blender or food processor until smooth paste forms (Mixture may not be thick). Pour mixture into a very large bowl (large enough to accommodate the entire turkey).

To assemble turkey:
Gash turkey all over at one inch intervals (this allows spices to permeate the meat). Place turkey in bowl, spooning spice mixture all over it. Cover and refrigerate 24 hours.

Preheat oven to 325 degrees. Line roasting pain with heavy-duty aluminum foil. Place turkey in pan, spooning marinade all over it.

Roast for 1¾ hour to 2 hours until leg moves easily when pulled. Cover legs and wing tips with foil if they start to burn.

Brush surface with melted butter. Place turkey on platter. Garnish with lemon slices and serve with mango chutney, if desired. Serves 10 to 15.

 

GOURMET GREEN BEAN CASSEROLE WITH FRIED SHALLOTS
(from Martha Stewart Living magazine, November 2000)

For this gourmet take on a potluck classic, the casserole is assembled and the shallots are cooked ahead of time. Just before serving, pop the dish under the broiler for about 10 minutes.

Ingredients:
6 tablespoons butter, plus more for dish
1 medium onion, cut into ¼ inch dice
1 red bell pepper, seeded and cut into ½ inch dice
1 pound button mushrooms, stems trimmed and quartered
2 teaspoons coarse salt
½ teaspoon freshly ground black pepper
1½ pounds green beans, trimmed and cut into 2 inch pieces
6 tablespoons all-purpose flour
2 cups milk
Pinch of cayenne pepper
Pinch of grated nutmeg
1 cup grated Parmesan cheese
¼ cup breadcrumbs
¼ cup canola oil
4 shallots, cut crosswise into ¼ inch rings

Method:
Melt 2 tablespoons butter in a large skillet over medium heat. Add onion, and sauté until it begins to soften, about 4 minutes.  Add bell pepper and mushrooms, and cook until softened and most of the liquid has evaporated, about 8 minutes.  Season with 1teaspoon salt and ¼ teaspoon pepper. Set aside to cool.

Fill a large bowl with ice and water. Set aside. Bring a saucepan of water to a rapid boil.  Add beans and cook until bright green and just tender, 4 to 5 minutes.  Drain, and plunge into ice bath to stop cooking. When cooled, toss drained beans with mushrooms mixture. Set aside.

Melt the remaining 4 tablespoons butter in a medium saucepan over medium-low heat.  Add 4 tablespoons flour, whisk constantly until mixture begins to turn golden brown, about 2 minutes.  Pour in milk and continue whisking until mixture has thickened, about 3 minutes.  Stir in cayenne, nutmeg, and the remaining teaspoon salt and ¼ teaspoon pepper. Remove from heat and let cool to room temperature, stirring occasionally.  Pour over beans and toss to combine.

Butter a 9X13 inch glass or ceramic baking dish.  Spread half the green bean mixture over the bottom.  Sprinkle half the grated Parmesan and spread the remaining green beans. Combine the remaining Parmesan and the bread crumbs and sprinkle over casserole.  Cover with foil and refrigerate until just before serving.
Heat canola oil in a medium skillet over medium-high heat.  Toss shallot rings with the remaining 2 tablespoons flour. Fry the shallots in batches, turning frequently, untilk golden brown.  Transfer to paper towels to drain.  Place in an air tight container and set aside until ready to serve.

Heat broiler, positioning rack about 8 inches from heat.  Cook casserole, covered, until mixture is bubbly and heated through, about 10 minutes.  Uncover, and cook until top is golden brown, about 30 seconds.  Sprinkle fried shallots over top and serve immediately.
WALNUT-SAGE POTATOES AU GRATIN
(from Better Homes and Gardens Magazine, November 2000)

Prep: 30 minutes.
Bake: Standard Oven, 70 minutes
Microwave Oven: 25 Minutes

Ingredients:
6 medium potatoes (2 lbs)
½ cup chopped onion
2 cloves garlic, minced
3 tablespoons walnut oil
3 tablespoons all-purpose flour
½ tsp. salt
¼ tsp. pepper
2½  cups milk
3 tablespoons snipped fresh sage
4 oz. Gruyere cheese, shredded (1 cup)
1/3 cup broken walnut pieces
Fresh sage leaves (optional, for garnish)

Method:
Peel potatoes, if desired, and thinly slice (should have 6 cups). Use a mandolin, if available. Place slices in a colander. Rinse with cool water. Set aside to drain.

For sauce, in a medium saucepan, cook onion and garlic in walnut oil until tender, but not brown.  Stir in flour, salt and pepper.  Add milk all at once.  Cook and stir over medium heat until thickened and bubbly. Remove from heat. Stir in snipped sage.

Grease a 2-quart round casserole (with glass cover). Layer half of the potatoes in the casserole dish.  Cover with half the sauce.  Sprinkle with half the cheese.  Repeat layering with the potatoes and sauce.  Cover and chill remaining cheese until needed.

Bake casserole in over at 350 degrees F. for 40 minutes.  Uncover, bake 25 minutes more or until potatoes are just tender.  Sprinkle remaining cheese and nuts over the top. Bake, uncovered, 5 minutes. Let stand 10 minutes. Top with sage leaves.
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(Bonnie serves up her piece de resistance–Our dessert, the Coeur a la Creme–while Brett and Amy look on appreciatively)

COEUR A LA CREME WITH RASPBERRY SAUCE
(From Ina Garten’s Barefoot in Paris Cookbook)

(Serves 6 to 8)
This amazing dessert was inspired by Ina Garten’s friend Anna Pump in her Loaves and Fishes Cookbook.  This is really easy to make and can be prepared days before a party.

To make this dessert, you need a heart shaped dish with perforations. You need to suspend the dish over a bowl to drain overnight. If you don’t have a heart-shaped dish, you can use a 7 inch sieve which will make a round crème, but since this is a Valentine’s Day dinner, I thought it would make sense to use a heart-shaped dish. I have such a dish if anyone wants to borrow mine.

Ingredients:
12 pounces cream cheese, at room temperature (must be room temperature—leave outside refrigerator overnight, if necessary)
1¼ cups confectioners’ sugar
2½  cups cold heavy cream
2 teaspoons pure vanilla extract (use a good quality one)
¼ teaspoon grated lemon zest
Seeds scraped from one vanilla bean
Raspberry Sauce (recipe follows)
1 pint fresh raspberries

Method:
Place the cream cheese and confectioners’ sugar in the bowl of an electric mixer fitted with the paddle attachment and beat on high speed for 2 minutes.  Scrape down the beater and bowl with a rubber spatula and change the beater for the whisk attachment. With the beater on low speed, add the heavy cream, vanilla, lemon zest and vanilla seeds and beat on high speed until the mixture is very thick, like whipped cream.

Line a heart-shaped mold with cheesecloth (use 3 layers) so the ends drape over the sides and place it on a plate making sure there is space between the bottom of the mold and the plate for the liquid to drain (Place a few hard, uncooked beans at the bottom to create that draining space, if necessary). Pour the cream mixture into the cheese cloth, fold the ends over the top, and refrigerate overnight.

To serve, discard the liquid, unmold the cream onto a plate (preferably white) and drizzle raspberry sauce all around the base. Serve with raspberries and extra sauce.

Raspberry Sauce:
(Makes 2 cups)
For a sauce, nothing is easier or fresher tasting than this raspberry sauce.  Its also great for entertaining because you can make it a day or two in advance. Framboise is a clear raspberry eau-de-vie that you can find at a liquor store.

Ingredients:
1 half-pint fresh raspberries
½ cup sugar
1 cup (12 ounces) seedless raspberry jam (it MUST be seedless)
1 tablespoon framboise liqueur

Method:
Place the raspberries, sugar and ¼ cup water in a small saucepan.  Bring to a boil, lower the heat and simmer for 4 minutes.  Pour the cooked raspberries, the jam and the framboise into the bowl of a food processor fitted with the steel blade and process until smooth. Chill.

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(Bonnie and Rochelle at the end of the evening)

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Rochelle’s Roost is Holly Berry House. In the typical style of New England colonial structures, it is a two-storey home with white clapboard siding and dark window shutters that sits on a quarter acre of front lawns and back gardens. Located in the charming sailing village of Southport on the picturesque Connecticut coastline, it lies one hour from New York City on the old Post Road to Boston. Each season brings its own stunning beauty to this North Atlantic historic village.

Spring brings pink rhododendrons to the front lawn…

…while after a fresh snowfall, it lies blanketed under a crisp white sheet

Named for the twin holly berry bushes that flank our front door, Holly Berry House has been my roost for the past ten years.Ever since our daughter Chriselle  spread her wings to explore life on her own in New York City, my husband Llewellyn and I have been empty nesters.

Now that you’ve arrived on the porch of Holly Berry House, please push open the lipstick red door. You’re an honored guest and I appreciate your presence. Do pull up the coziest seat you can find, close to our roaring fireplace, sit down and make yourself comfy. My roost is cozy and warm, no matter the weather. As you leaf through these pages at leisure, I hope you will find much to spark your curiosity.

In My Life, My World, you will read about my myriad hobbies and those of my closest friends. If you enter My Library, you can join the members of my two Book Clubs–the Wine Mavens and the Southporters–as we select a title each month, then meet over fabulous food to discuss it.  In Gourmet Groupies, you will meet my foodie friends–the members of my Goumet Dinner Club who have been cooking, meeting and  entertaining each other for the past four years. Find out about our menus and take your turn at preparing some of our special tried-and-tested recipes. The Couch Potato section will provide information about favorite films and TV shows and will give viewing recommendations from my cinema-crazy colleagues who teach Film Studies at NYU.

If it is houses and gardens that grab your attention, as they do mine, you will enjoy seeing Holly Berry House and Garden during the four seasons. Linger awhile in its hydrangea-filled flower-beds. Then take a scented journey with me through some of the gardens I’ve toured, photographed and enjoyed in different parts of the world.

Discover the spectacular beauty of Southport, Connecticut, the village I feel privileged to call Home. In every season, Southport enthralls. Go on a leisurely walking tour with me through the leaf-lined, bluestone-paved pathways of this little-known gem on the North Atlantic Gold Coast and leave enchanted.

If travel is your passion, you will find much to nurture your imagination as we globe-trot together. View the world from my South Asian perspective. I have led educational tours to South Asia for New York University and have taught courses there. I would be delighted to introduce you to my own native India.  My travelogs are stacked with personal impressions gathered in the course of my varied wanderings and helpful tips for prospective travelers. Check out Bon Voyage for a plethora of options.

Be my guest, in The Art Part on two guided Highlights Tours of the Metropolitan Museum of Art in New York City where I have been a Docent for the past eight years. Pause with me at each breathtaking exhibit and learn a little bit about my favorite items at the Met. Then, travel with me to museums around the world to learn about the artists I admire and their most notable work.

Notes from The Professor’s Podium will tell you about the courses in South Asian Studies and Anglophone World Literature that I have taught at New York University. Receive suggestions for books to read and films to watch that deal with the complex canvas of South Asia.  Browse through my syllabi and take home ideas for more knowledge-gathering.

Sample some of my published writing  in Writer’s Block. You will find information about my scholarly books and read my essays and short fiction that have appeared in global periodicals.

Before you leave Holly Berry House, remember to leave behind a tiny souvenir of your visit. I’d love you to Sign my Guest Book and let me know your impressions of this web-zine. Feel free to share opinions of my work with me, whether academic, journalistic or creative. And if you have questions,  do what the Beatles suggested–“Send me a Letter; Drop me a Line…”. Go ahead, Pen Me.

So take your pick of my pleasures and pastimes. Browse through our family albums and feel the charm and delight that the hundreds of pictures that pepper these pages, taken by Llew my husband, and myself have given us over the years. Then, if the inclination strikes you, do let me know what makes you tick. We might just discover that we have a whole world in common.

I would like to say a special Thanks to two brilliant women who made this site possible: my friend and superb travel writer Margaret Deefholts who inspired me in the creation of this e-zine. You can accompany Margaret on her own global tour of discovery by landing at your leisure on her own website: http://www.margaretdeefholts.com

And  to Meredith Lynsey Schade, Webmaster par excellence, who so perfectly understood the spirit I was trying to convey through these pages and taught me so much about web design in the process.

Thanks for visiting Rochelle’s Roost. Do come back sometime soon…I’ll be waiting by the lipstick red door of Holly Berry House to greet you warmly.

Cheers!

Rochelle

 

View of Southport Harbor on a spectacular summer morning

Europe

With Llew on Carlovy Most–Charles Bridge–in Prague, Czech Republic

My Favorite Continent

If there is one continent in the world to which I return with repeated delight it is Europe. I find every facet of it endlessly fascinating. My very first travels overseas took me to Europe. I can recall, as if it were yesterday, the anticipation I experienced when my flight touched down into Charles de Gaule airport in Paris twenty years ago. With my head plastered to the window, I could see a blond-haired man handle the baggage carts near the cargo hold. I was in Europe, I told myself, pinching my arm hard if only to make the moment more concrete, more believable.

That was two decades ago. Since then, I have wandered through most of the corners of Western and Central Europe using every conceivable mode of transportation… from the backpacking convenience of Eurail which I used as I traveled alone while a grad student, to barges that sailed languidly along the River Rhine. In more recent years, driving in Europe in rented cars has provided Llew, Chriselle and me with some of the most exciting memories and some of our more amusing family anecdotes.

Our trips are memorable because we plan them differently. We could easily jump on to package tours but then we would never cover half the things on our itinerary. Our endless sightseeing, climbing and exploring have left us deeply fatigued. We were frightfully foot sore at the end of each day, but our appetite for discovery remained unabated.

Very farsightedly, I read many tourist guidebooks before I leave on our journeys, carefully photocopying the pages I need to carry along. Since many of these places do not have guided tours in English, it was these books that helped us take self-guided tours everywhere, bringing a whole new dimension to our enjoyment and appreciation of each venue. In particular, I would like to recommend the Eyewitness Series published by Dorking-Kinderley which almost every tourist has in hand in a multitude of different languages and, of course, the Lonely Planet series that needs no introduction or publicity.

Interacting with the common folk, dining in the eateries that they frequent, tasting the local brew and using public transportation everywhere has exposed us to the true lifestyle of ordinary Europeans and has provided experiences that we could never have garnered had we seen these lands through the tinted window panes of an air-conditioned bus. We also learned to say rudimentary words in several different languages especially the words “Please” and “Thank-you”.

We’ve always expected to see many wondrous sights on our travels. But even we will have to admit that by the end of each one, we are “castled-out” and “cathedral-ed out” because there are always just so many to see. Indeed, on our travels in Central Europe in 2004, we visited a total of 34 churches in two weeks! Chriselle says that she prayed more on this trip than she had done in her entire life!

Everywhere the indefatigable spirit of the Slavic people of Central Europe impressed us fully. Several decades of Communism have not blunted their enjoyment of life. While they are poised on the cusp of the twentieth-first century, they seem to have retained fully the old-fashioned values of a previous millennium. Their graciousness, their docility, their friendliness, were very pleasurable to experience. We were often happy to be the objects of their interest and curiosity as they clearly do not see many South Asians or indeed any ethnic people. These countries are singularly mono-racial and mono-cultural and while this may change in time to come, for the present, we are still rare in these parts of the globe. No doubt, their entry into the European Union will bring many changes to these nations; but we’re glad that we had the opportunity to visit a very unique part of Europe even if on a whirlwind tour.

Bon Voyage!

Tour A: Introduction

History of the Metropolitan Museum of  Art

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My Highlights Tour of the Metropolitan Museum of Art begins at the “Clock” in the Main Hall where visitors assemble at the start of every guided tour. This is where I give my visitors a short introduction to the history of the Metropolitan Museum.

The Metropolitan Museum of Art was founded in the last quarter of the nineteenth century, at a time when Americans, particularly New Yorkers, were making vast sums of money in business and private enterprise. They were traveling frequently to Europe and becoming introduced to the world’s great art collections in Royal Palaces and felt that the time was ripe to found a museum in New York through which they might become better educated about Art and be able to acquire it for their own personal collections.

The construction of the Museum was started in 1870. Over the next decade, it slowly took shape according to the principles of Neo-Classical architectural design. Borrowing from the Classical architecture of Greece and Rome, this style is exemplified by broad staircases, grand halls, cupolas and domes, elegant arches and pillars in the Doric, Ionic and Corinthian styles. There is also a great deal of ornamental moulding to be seen particiularly along the grand staircase with its solid balustrades that lead to the second floor.  In which stairwell, one might also see some fabulous examples of stone carvings in bas-relief.

Over the next 130 years, the Museum expanded rapidly as its impressive collection grew. As architects in the twentieth century envisioned the museum, its design became far more Modernist, indeed even Futuristic. The newer sections in the museum certainly reflect this changing archictectural aesthetic and we shall pause to reflect on the interior spaces as we move through the museum’s various sections. Today we have 13 square miles of gallery space and at least 3 million objects on display at any given time. We also place on display significant items for a limited time from the world’s other art museums during our special exhibitions and often loan out parts of our collection to traveling exhibits overseas. The museum is fully equipped with its own libraries that offer endless research possibilities for art historicans, scholars and curators and a large number of education programs exist to better inform the general public about the fascinating world of Art and Collecting.

The flower arrangement in the center of the Main Hall and the four supplementary arrangements that flank it come to us as a  lifetime’s endowment from the Lila Acherson Wallace Foundation and the Readers Digest Corporation. For as long as the museum stands, we will continue to receive the money that permits us to change the arrangement once a week on Monday when the museum is closed to the public. The arrangements superbly reflect the changing seasons through the ingenious use of flowers and foliage.

Come with me now on a tour of some of the most prestigious items in the Metropolitan Museum’s permanent collection.

Click here to get to the European Paintings section to see The Death of Socrates by Jacques-Louis David.

The Death of Socrates

The Death of Socrates

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THE DEATH OF SOCRATES—JACQUES-LOUIS DAVID
Researched by Rochelle Almeida

31.45
Artist: Jacques-Louis David (French 1748-1825)
Oil on Canvas
51 X 77 ¼ in.
France, 1787

What is the Story Depicted in the Painting:
It features, as its central character, the Greek philosopher Socrates (469-399 BCE), who was accused by the Athenian government of denying the gods and corrupting the young. Imprisoned by the authorities, Socrates was offered the choice of recanting his teachings or accepting the finality of death by swallowing a cup of hemlock. David depicts Socrates at the moment of his death, calmly accepting the poison that will put an end to his life, but continuing with his last breath to stand steadfastly by his convictions as he preaches to his attendant disciples. The execution took place at the Agora jail in 399 BC at the end of a long day that Socrates had spent discussing the immortality of the soul with his disciples.
Who was the artist?
This arresting oil on canvas was painted in 1787 by Jacques-Louis David, considered the foremost French painter immediately prior to the French Revolution. The fact that it depicts the consequences of standing up for one’s beliefs and was completed a mere two years before the outbreak of the French Revolution, has led critics to assume that it contains a propagandist motive and that David was suggesting how important it was to fearlessly stand up for what one believed to be right.  When the French Revolution broke out, individual principles would indeed be severely tested against the popular views of the bourgeoisie.
Socrates’ Stance:
There has been a great amount of comment on the figure of Socrates and the stance in which David has portrayed him.  Not only is he the central figure on the canvas, but with one hand, he reaches out to accept the cup of poison, while the other hand is held up in the gesture of a preacher. This denotes that even at the moment of death, he was unafraid about espousing his teachings and did not flinch from its finality. The hand gesture suggests that Socrates was asking his disciples whether or not he should make a libation to the gods out of the cup. In other words, he suggests that perhaps he ought to pray to the gods for a safe journey into Hades.
David had several sources of inspiration for the depiction of Socrates.  But, overall, he has painted him magnificently in Neo-Classical style, with every detail of his anatomy quite splendidly portrayed. In the time of ancient Greece, what we call the Classical Period, statues were depicted as expression of human perfection.  Therefore, they were idealized in the magnificence of their anatomical details.  The eighteenth century borrowed this ideology and philosophy of aesthetic perfection from the Greeks and reproduced it in their works of art.  Therefore, their revival of this style was called the New Classical or Neo-Classical and David was one of its most well known exponents. Thus, Socrates is portrayed as a heroic nude. Though his intention was obviously to remain realistic, David seems to have gone overboard in painting the anatomy of Socrates with such perfection (bulging biceps, firm taut abs!) for the philosopher was an old man during this stage in his life and could hardly have been so well endowed physically! But, his muscular torso resembles statues of Greek heroes and athletes, thereby symbolizing Socrates great moral strength and virtue.
Visual and Aesthetic Elements:
The figure of Socrates seems to divide the canvas in half.  On the left side, one sees shades of darkness and gloom.  Characters are only dimly portrayed.  The grieving group ascending the stairs in the background is said to be led by Xantepe, Socrates’ wife, who has just bid her husband farewell.  The darkness of this side could symbolize the loss of knowledge that the world would endure after Socrates died. On the right side of the canvas, more color dominates in the garments of the mourning disciples, though these colors too are ‘greyed’, symbolizing their subdued mood on the death of their teacher.
One is struck by the realistic detail of the composition. Notice the cold dampness of the walls and floor of the dungeon depicted through the use of gloomy grey.  Notice the raw redness of the bare feet of Socrates and his attendants, as also the bulging calves and the protruding veins on their legs and feet.  As if to confirm that he is indeed in a dungeon, we see the shackles that have just been removed from his feet and the bars at the high windows.
Secondary Figures:
The group of disciples on the right side of the canvas is also very striking.  They are seen openly mourning the death of their beloved master.  David makes their distress clear by depicting them as clinging for strength to one another, wailing openly and breaking into tears.  One is struck by their rather elderly appearance, but then one realizes that the Greeks did not waste education on youth—or indeed on women!  They are sorry to see their teacher go, but are powerless to prevent his death.  David has portrayed them dressed in the garments of the Classical Greek period.
As a contrast, at the foot of the bed sits Plato, dispassionate and composed.  He seems to have learned well from his master that one has to accept with serenity the inevitable—that which cannot be cured, must be endured. Plato, Socrates’ best-known disciple was born in 427 BC, so he would have been only 28 years old at the time of Socrates’ death.  However, he is deliberately portrayed as greyed and elderly to symbolize his traumatic suffering and his silent grief.  His pensive silence denotes his profound, melancholic meditation.  Socrates’ last moments on earth are known to us through the pen of Plato.
General and Concluding Comments:
David believed that art should portray life as closely as possible and so there are no brush strokes at all to suggest that this might be a painting.  This explains why the picture was an immense success at the Salon of 1787 (Cantinelli).
BIBLIOGRAPHY
Bailey, Colin B.  The Loves of the Gods:  Mythological Paintings from Watteau to David, New York, 1992, pp. 509-510.
Cantinelli, R.  Jacques-Louis David 1748-1825. 1930, pp. 24, 104.
Holma, K.  David:  Son Evolution et Son Style. 1940, pp. 50.
Kimmelman, Michael.  “At the Met with Leon Golub and Nancy Spero”.  New York Times (January 5, 1966), p. C5.
Mantz, P.  Exposition en faveur de l’oeuvre des Alsaciens et Lorrains, Gaz, des B-A, per. 2, X, 1874, pp. 200-202.
Robin, l’A.  L’Ami des artistes au sallon, 1787, p. 36-38.
Rosenblum, R. Transformations in Late Eighteenth Century Art, 1967, pp. 73-76, 103, 125.
Rousseau, T, Jr. “A Guide to the Picture Galleries”, M.M.A. Bulletin, XII, part 2, January 1954, pp 6, 45.
Sterling, C. A Catalogue of French Paintings XV-XVIII Centuries, M.M.A. 1955, pp. 191-196.
Zafran, E.M.  The Rococo Age:  French Masterpieces of the Eighteenth Century. Exh. Cat. High Museum of Art, Atlanta, 1988, p. 92.

Click to continue the tour to the Asian Gallery to see the Standing Gupta Buddha.

Standing Gupta Buddha

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STANDING BUDDHA
Researched by Rochelle Almeida

1979.6
Artist: Unknown
Pink Sandstone Sculpture
Indian (Mathura, Uttar Pradesh)
Gupta Period, 5th century.

Who is depicted in this sculpture?
This sculpture depicts Prince Siddhartha Gautama, better known to the world as The Buddha which in Sanskrit, the ancient classical language of the Indian sub-continent, means The Enlightened One.

Who was the Buddha?
The Buddha was born Prince Siddhartha in an ancient royal family, now a part of the territory of the kingdom of Nepal.  He lived from 563 to 483 BC, i.e. for 80 years.

What do we know about the background of The Buddha?
We know that his mother Maya became miraculously pregnant in the Garden of Lumbini in present-day Nepal. He was also born miraculously because he emerged out of her side instead of like normal babies. He was a prince and enjoyed a royal privileged lifestyle. He was married and had a child. Being sheltered since the time of his birth, he had no notion of human suffering or want and, as an adult, he was exposed for the first time to a sick man, an old man and a dead man. This exposure made him aware of the existence of sickness, age and ultimately death. This realization prompted him to leave the palace and attempt to find an end to such suffering. He became an ascetic himself, leaving the palace quietly in the dead of night.

For the next six years, he tried to find an end to human anguish. He ate only 6 grains of rice a day and became completely emaciated. It was then that he realized that neither wealth nor poverty was the way to Enlightenment, but the Middle Way. Finally, he sat under the Bodhi (Fig) tree to meditate. Then, Mara, the God of Death grew nervous because Siddhartha was getting too close to escaping Death and so Mara sent out three temptations to lure the Buddha away—Ignorance, Lust or Passion and Fear. But Siddhartha remained immune. He reached his hands downwards to touch the earth to signify that he had attained Nirvana or had reached Enlightenment. He was 35 years old when he reached Enlightenment and preached his first sermon in Deer Park. He lived for 45 years more, performing miracles and preaching his new message of brotherhood of all men and ahimsa or non-violence towards all living beings.

 He is said to have eaten either tainted pork or mushrooms, contracted food poisoning and died. His remains were cremated and were placed in stupas (Buddhist temples) all over. The statue of the Reclining Buddha that is seen in many stupas all over the world is a representation of the Buddha on his deathbed.

Of what material is this statue made?
This statue is made of mottled pink (sometimes referred to as red) sandstone which is plentifully quarried all over the northern Indian sub-continent. It was carefully hand sculpted.

When was this statue sculpted?
This was probably made in the 5th century A.D. when the spread of Buddhism all over the Indian sub-continent was substantial and when pink sandstone panels depicting the life of the Buddha and statues attesting to his divinity were made to spread the faith. This red or pink sandstone sculpture had a great impact both historically and artistically, marking the first figural representation of the Buddha.

Why was such sculpture made?
It was apparently developed as a means of preserving Buddhism, then the foremost religion in Central Asia, from the onslaught of two religions—Hinduism and the then new faith, Christianity. The story of the Buddha in stone sculpture made Buddhism more romantic and more accessible to people who were faced with the representational gods of Hinduism—Brahma, Shiva and Vishnu and the compelling figures of Jesus on the Cross and the Virgin Mary which, in art form, could grip their imagination.

What is Gupta Art?
The Gupta Period  (early fourth to early sixth century), often referred to as India’s Golden Age, left the indelible print of India’s culture on the civilization of its neighbors and established an apogee against which later Indian dynasties measured their accomplishments. Cultural achievements reached unsurpassed heights, literature and the arts and sciences flourished under lavish imperial patronage. Reflecting the new rationalism and humanism that permeated all aspects of Gupta culture, art forms and style developed that provided the prototypes for areas quite distant from the subcontinent.

In sculpture, the period fostered a new naturalism as well as a harmonious ordering of a new vocabulary of forms. The highly refined system of aesthetics produced softer, gentler curves, fluid transitions from volume to volume and a sustained and complete harmony of smoothly flowing forms.  Disciplined by a strict geometric rationalization in the fifth century, this system evolved into one of humanity’s greatest art styles—the classic Gupta style.

What are some of the significant aspects of this statue?
This statue exudes monumentality. This is a representation of the Shakyamuni Buddha, i.e. the Sage of the Shakya clan because Siddhartha was a member of the Shakya clan. Images of the Buddha were not created until 500 years after the Shakya dynasty and so nobody really knows exactly what the Buddha looked like.

Why then is the Buddha usually depicted in a very stylized way all over the world?
The Buddha was said to have been born with 32 major and 80 minor signs to show that he was a Universal Being. Some were a result of his royal birth, others were acquired through his lifetime. For example, there is the bump at the top of his head (Ush Nisha) that shows his expanded wisdom—his Enlightenment, which made him smarter than anyone else.  Again, when he chopped off his hair, it automatically formed snail-like curls around his head. Hence, the Buddha is also depicted with this typical coiffeur. Also, he has a round dot on his forehead which also signifies his omniscient wisdom. His elongated ear-lobes are a result of the fact that, according to legend, when he gave up his royal lifestyle to become an ascetic, he removed his heavy gold ear-rings which left his ear-lobes extended. Furthermore, the Buddha is usually depicted with webbed finger and toes (neither or which are visible on this statue as it has suffered considerable damage). These signify the fact that he scooped people up before they fell as a result of their bad deeds. Images of the Buddha were shipped all over the eastern world to spread the faith and the webbed fingers and toes tended to travel better (they remained intact) than those statues that had individual fingers and toes.

What other aspects of this statue should we note particularly?
Every features of this statue is indicative of the Buddha’s divinity. The anthropomorphic representations of the Buddha developed during the reign of King Kanishka, the most famous of the Kushans at the end of the first century A.D. or the beginning of the second century and was destined to sweep the entire Eastern world.

The Buddha’s serene face is composed of full-rounded volumes (what is sometimes referred to as the Mathura pudginess) and smoothly interlocked shapes that from a skillfully balanced totality. Its fulsome appearance, with rounded cheeks, fleshy lips, almond-shaped eyes and high, gracefully arched eyebrows, is heightened by the potent curve of the loop of the upper hem of the garment below the neck.

He has eyebrows that are shaped like archers’ bows. His eyeballs are sculpted in the shape of lotuses or water-lilies, the national flower of India. His nose is shaped like a parrot’s beak. His lips are like ripe fruit, his chin is in the form of a mango.  The three lines around his neck imitate the shape of a conch shell, used in a lot of Indian sacred rituals.  His upper torso is made to look like the head of a cow, an animal sacred to Hinduism.

What about his clothes and accessories?
The Buddha, like all monks, is depicted as wearing two robes—an undergarment tied with strings which is sculpted so elegantly that the artist has made stone appear to have transparency, and an over garment.

The Buddha had a huge halo around his head (to signify his holiness) of which only a tiny part remains. Right behind his ears are sculpted the petals of a lotus, a flower that
blooms beautifully in the muck—signifying the fact that even out of the muck can emerge beauty. Thus, from out of the muck of life, one can still get a Buddha.

The Buddha is also presented bare footed  because he traveled everywhere on foot after he left his father’s palace, never once riding a horse again.  Hence, even today, all over the world, Buddhist monks travel from place to place on foot.

What do his hand gestures signify?
Both wrists on this statue had been destroyed, but the right hand was sculpted to be held upwards in the gesture signifying Abhaya Mudra which means Fear Not. The left hand would have reached downwards, signifying the gesture of gift-giving. Thus, this figure of the Buddha reassures and rewards the believer.

What else can we state about the iconography of the Buddha statues?
The iconography of the Buddha as a Graeco-Roman figure started in the ancient city of Taxila in present-day Pakistan and spread to Mathura, the southern capital of the Kushans, where it became more Indianized. As the pilgrims took this new figural art eastward from Mathura, the images changed.  No longer Graeco-Roman, no longer Indian, these sculptures adopted both the dress and physiognomy of Burma, China, Southeast Asia and eventually Japan. Thus, the revolutionary Graeco-Buddhist sculpture of Gandhara became the accepted art form of the entire Buddhist world.

Some historians believe that Gandharan art (of which this statue is a fine example) came about through the descendants of Greek artisans and sculptors brought to the Greek satrapies or colonial territories by Alexander the Great around 327-326 BC. These made their way into Gandhara where they carved the figures, especially in the area of Taxila where the art was basically Graeco-Roman.

Conclusion:
This then is the great contribution of Gandharan art under the Kushans; the development of the Buddha image, an art form that must be considered one of the important in the history of Asia.

Bibliography:
Orzac, Bebe Fleiss and Edward S:  “Gandharan Art of Central Asia”. Arts of Asia. January-February 1983, 78-88.

Selig, Catherine: “Art of South and South East Asia”. From class notes taken during lecture delivered to Highlights Trainees in the Galleries on February 26, 2001.

Continue the tour of the Asian Galleries to enter The Ming Scholar’s Garden of the Astor Court