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\u201cThe earth calls out, \u2018Tell me Raja, why are you leaving me? You will never find such love in the city as you have found in your village!\u2019\u201d In a painting titled Young Boy Playing the Flute in the Forest<\/em>, a dark-haired youth sits beside a tree in a pasture, eyes lowered in concentration \u2013 eyes that look like silhouettes of birds flying into the horizon \u2013 as he plays the instrument. Birds also roost on the branches above him, a snake curls from behind the tree, and cattle graze nearby, all patterned with dotted stripes. The vivid, undulating composition shimmers with movement; its flattened perspective brings human and non-human forms together on a shared, non-hierarchical plane. Created in 1992, the work is, as Jyotindra Jain has speculated, perhaps Jangarh Singh Shyam\u2019s only self-portrait. In A Conjuror\u2019s Archive<\/em>, Jain recalls the artist describing how, as a teenager, he would play his flute while tending cattle in Patangarh. \u201cIn all probability,\u201d writes Jain, \u201cthis is the only painting in which Shyam\u2019s self-image charts out a place from where to speak.\u201d<\/p>\n This tantalising first-person glimpse is rare \u2014 remarkable even \u2014 given Shyam\u2019s stature in 20th-century Indian art. Belonging to the Pardhan-Gond community of central India, he arrived at Bharat Bhavan, Bhopal, as a nineteen-year-old at the beginning of the 1980s to work with the artist Jagdish Swaminathan. Over the next two decades, he made paintings, etchings, prints and drawings that drew on adivasi mythologies and imaginaries to develop an entirely original and distinct visual vocabulary. In doing so, he challenged existing conceptualisations of the relationship between \u2018folk\u2019 art and \u2018modern\u2019 art. His prolific career was cut tragically short in 2001 when, while on residency to create paintings for the Mithila Museum, he reportedly hanged himself in still-contested circumstances.<\/p>\n In writing about Shyam\u2019s life and work, I have consciously avoided the ethnographic tendency that shadows even the most sensitive historicising of artists from adivasi communities, especially if one is relying on secondary and tertiary sources. The more I researched, the more I realised how elusive his own voice remains. There is much commentary about Shyam, but very little by him. Jangarh Singh Shyam the artist and thinker remains a mediated presence, always incarnated in other people\u2019s words. I have \u2018listened\u2019 to those citations and footnotes in an attempt to harmonise the various \u201cvoices\u201d that form a picture of the artist; a picture pieced together from his rare interviews, as well as conversations cited by interlocutors. This exercise manifested\u00a0 as a series of notes towards a method: of listening as a way to think about a decolonial, de-Brahminical creative and <\/em>critical writing of testimony.<\/p>\n Even the most familiar stories about Shyam contain errors that his own words quietly correct. In a 1992 interview with BBC journalist Mark Tully, he disputed the now-canonical tale of his \u201cdiscovery.\u201d Swaminathan\u2019s team, Tully recounts, told of finding Shyam \u201cbreaking stones by the roadside.\u201d Shyam corrected him:<\/p>\n \u201cI did work on the roads. I carried baskets of mud on my head and dug mud to fill other people\u2019s baskets, but I never broke stones.\u201d<\/p>\n A small clarification, perhaps \u2014 yet one that resists the narrative of abjection and redemption that often frames Indigenous artists within institutional modernism. Through that refusal, he reclaims the narration of his own story.<\/p>\n In another interview from 1985, with the artist Yusuf, he admits to liking chatak rang:<\/em><\/p>\n \u201cBright colours \u2014 the good ones \u2014 are what I like,\u201d he said. \u201cWhen I work more with these, the paintings that result give me satisfaction.\u201d<\/p>\n Yusuf follows up to ask if when he moved to Bhopal, he had any difficulty using these new pigments, Shyam shares that \u201cworking with them [good, bright colours] helped me make better paintings. In the village, the colours available were limited, and the paintings were more muted.\u201d<\/p>\n We can begin to surmise that apart from the dotted dashes that are the well- analysed alphabet of his grammar, colour was very important to his practice. The intuitive, non-naturalistic use of chatak rang<\/em>\u00a0animated his figures just as much as the stipples of paint and irradiating lines of pen and ink. \u00a0Shyam\u2019s investment in colour is most apparent in his printmaking experiments wherein he devised a single-screen colour-blocked process to make serigraphs. \u00a0Jain cites a conversation Shyam had with him in the 1990s in which he quotes him: \u201cThe first time I dipped my brush in bright poster colours in Bhopal, tremors went through my body.\u201d<\/p>\n Indeed, Shyam was alert to the physical thrill of artistic practice. In 1989, he made his international debut at a show called Magiciens de la terre <\/em>or Magicians of the Earth<\/em>\u00a0at the Centre Pompidou, Paris. In its catalogue, we find another rare first-person account in French. He says:<\/p>\n \u201cI was so frightened by these gods that I thought I should try to represent them in forms that would be personal to me. I tried to crystallize fear in the form of beauty. This is how I could feel my fright in the form of raw vibrations\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n The phrase \u2018raw vibrations\u2019 brings to mind the strings of the Bana, the traditional instrument the Pardhan tribe would play, as minstrels and memory keepers for the Gonds. Shyam too played the Bana and composed songs, and perhaps a musical metaphor befits critical engagement with a bard.<\/p>\n Listening to Shyam reminded me of para-dubbed documentaries and newscasts. Para-dubbing is a process wherein the original audio track is overlaid with audio in another language, creating a composite of translation, delay, and dissonance; a palimpsest of soundtracks. In a similar way, the textual archive of Shyam\u2019s life is a para-dubbed\u00a0<\/em>polyphony: multiple voices relaying, layering, translating, paraphrasing, ventriloquising. Through dialogic, relational and ever-shifting, often asymmetrical positionalities, a body of knowledge is generated. Within this polyphony, however, there is a grounding note.<\/p>\n In Gregorian polyphony, the cantus firmus is the fixed melody around which other voices move in counterpoint. It is not an \u2018original\u2019 voice in the sense of denoting authenticity, but a vibration that inaugurates and stabilises the polyphonic field. In this sense, Shyam\u2019s scattered utterances \u2014 his interviews, conversations quoted largely verbatim, and letters \u2014 function as the cantus firmus<\/em>\u00a0of an art-historical composition that includes curators, critics, institutions, and his community. They are not the source but the pulse: a raw vibration sustaining the harmonics and dissonances of the many voices that speak about<\/em>\u00a0him. Another way of thinking about the cantus firmus in art historiography is in terms of the artworks. How can we listen to the first note through the images themselves, to the reverberations of the material and imaginative they embody?<\/p>\n The iconic painting of the leaping tiger on the wall of the Vidhan Bhavan (1996) of Madhya Pradesh, Shyam\u2019s home state, is interpreted as another self-image by Gulammohammed Sheikh in his essay The Tribal World of Jangarh Singh Shyam<\/em>. Regarding the tiger cadent through the dialectic of naturalistic posture, and shading and non-naturalistic patterns, Sheikh asks: \u201cis it the self-image of the persona of a tamed savage?\u201d It is through Sheikh\u2019s attunement to Shyam\u2019s visual grammar that his articulation of a reflexive, modernist sensibility (as opposed to the primitivist stereotype of Indigenous mark-making) is \u2018audible\u2019.<\/p>\n We might also connect the cantus firmus to the idea of an \u2018artist-centric history\u2019. Rex Butler describes this as \u201chistory, which would be more about the life experiences of certain groups of artists rather than retrospective justification of what has largely already entered an art museum\u2026.the idea of reversing the poles of our art history and seeing it from the point of view of the practitioners at the beginning rather than the art historians at the other end.\u201d The artist-centric polyphony\u2019s overlaps, pluralities and contradictions<\/span> are held together by the artist\u2019s cantus firmus, as both testimony and oeuvre. <\/span><\/p>\n On its own it can perform a kind of self-disclosure only possible as a direct report.\u00a0There is an excellent example of the kind of revelation that is very difficult to paraphrase and paradub without that plangent first note. As we saw earlier, the Magiciens de la terre <\/em>catalogue furnishes deep and poignant insight into Shyam\u2019s background and creative process: the forest, and the fear of gods that inspired him to paint but then also this incredible, haunting line \u2014<\/p>\n \u201cfor me art and life are continuous silences\u201d.<\/p>\n Jain\u2019s reading of Shyam\u2019s self-portrait as a \u2018place from where to speak\u2019 is reminiscent of the scholar Walter Mignolo\u2019s concept of \u2018a locus of enunciation\u2019, \u201cconstituted at the intersection of epistemology and the politics of location\u201d. The concept, emerging from Mignolo\u2019s study of the colonisation of Latin America and Amerindia, refers to the creative and critical navigation of new spaces of being and thinking that emerge due to colonisation, of a literal subject-position speaking for itself. In this sense, the self-portrait as a site of knowledge is an intriguing proposition.<\/p>\n Jain points out a paradox: \u201cthe place from where he spoke was not the actual world left behind, but the world he redeemed and recreated in his paintings\u201d. But, following Mignolo\u2019s point about knowledge and place, the world he left behind and the one he redeemed are in fact co-constitutive, a result of historical, political and economic processes of the long 20th century and the Indian state\u2019s vexed relationship with subaltern communities (of which Bharat Bhavan too is an example).<\/p>\n Consider his magnificent barasinghas or swamp deer with tree branches for antlers, perhaps among the most widely recognised of Shyam\u2019s subjects in the mainstream. In one work from the mid-1980s, amidst the dramatic, almost-sentient antlers, the animal\u2019s perky ears make themselves visible, the dot-stripe patchwork of the deer\u2019s toy-like body propelling it through a landscape resembling batik print. Since representations of flora and fauna are easily assimilable into existing frames for viewing art by \u2018forest-dwelling\u2019 adivasi artists, it is easy to assume Shyam referenced the barasinghas of his boyhood. On the contrary, it emerged through conversation with his cousin Anand Shyam years after his demise that Shyam did not grow up seeing these animals, encountering them only as an adult at the Kanha National Sanctuary during an artists\u2019 camp after he had joined Bharat Bhavan.<\/p>\n Shyam embodied many complex and aporistic contradictions at the heart of the discourse around modernism, postcoloniality and indigenism in independent India. He not only seeded an original style in his practice but cultivated an entire school of painting through a visual language that is strikingly recognisable in the mainstream art world and afar. Yet both he and his practice remain something of an enigma. The reasons for his precarious position within the dominant narratives of post-independence Indian art are multifarious, the prominent one being his somewhat unprecedented status as an Adivasi artist whose work outrightly defied or at least troubled existing schemas unable to reconcile subaltern subjectivities with modern\/ist self-consciousness.<\/p>\n In his interview, Tully asks Shyam: \u2018Surely your art has changed since you went to the city?\u2019 \u201cJangarh thought for a moment and then said, \u2018Well, it\u2019s cleaner.\u2019 \u2018What does that mean? That the lines are clearer, that it\u2019s easier to understand?\u2019 I asked. Iyer [an artist disciple of J Swaminathan],<\/span> the \u2018modern\u2019 artist, laughed.<\/span> \u2018No. He means that there are no longer any splodges on the paper.\u2019 \u2018That\u2019s right,\u2019 said Jangarh, apparently not in the least offended.\u201d<\/p>\n No modern artist of caste privilege (in the sense that tribes are categorically not castes) would ever have his words and ideas be disseminated in third person to the extent that Shyam experienced. He was unaffected by this, and he never took offence. This speaks to Shyam\u2019s practical deftness in navigating a structurally lopsided system of meaning-making and self-fashioning, even as he steered clear of maudlin sentiment.<\/p>\n The desire to listen for the cantus firmus is not coextensive with romanticising the \u2018authentic\u2019 voice. 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\u2014 Jangarh Singh Shyam, quoted in Mark Tully, No Full Stops in India<\/em>\u00a0(1992)<\/p>\n