Tuesday, January 15, 2008

Khajuraho

Khajuraho has become something of a cliche, but no amount of tourist over-exposure can render a visit to the millennium-old religious seat of the Chandella dynasty an anti-climax. It makes little sense to speak of the temple "architecture" versus the sculpture populating the walls of most of the surviving temples: here, architecture and sculpture are inextricable, and the resulting achievement is extraordinarily vivid, combining spiritual ardour, frank eroticism, and artistic ambition in a vertigo-inducing cocktail. Or, stated differently, decades of tourism have been unable to bury the event, and it is impossible to inoculate the visitor against the shock of encountering the uncanny...

1 comment:

Abzee said...

Nice to see that you're finally getting down to writing. Wish you the best and hope that the 'barren' Dubai landscape acts as the perfect 'reservoir' to channel all the thoughts and images that you took back with you from this trip to India.