Monday, November 12, 2007

Ingmar Bergman


" Regardless of my own beliefs and my own doubts, which are unimportant in this connection, it is my opinion that art lost its basic creative drive the moment it was separated from worship. It severed an umbilical cord and now lives its own sterile life, generating and degenerating itself. In former days the artist remained unknown and his work was to the glory of God. He lived and died without being more or less important than other artisans; 'eternal values,' 'immortality' and 'masterpiece' were terms not applicable in his case. The ability to create was a gift. In such a world flourished invulnerable assurance and natural humility. Today the individual has become the highest form and the greatest bane of artistic creation.
The smallest wound or pain of the ego is examined under a microscope as if it were of eternal importance. The artist considers his isolation, his subjectivity, his individualism almost holy. Thus we finally gather in one large pen, where we stand and bleat about our loneliness without listening to each other and without realizing that we are smothering each other to death. The individualists stare into each other's eyes and yet deny the existence of each other.
We walk in circles, so limited by our own anxieties that we can no longer distinguish between true and false, between the gangster's whim and the purest ideal. Thus if I am asked what I would like the general purpose of my films to be, I would reply that I want to be one of the artists in the cathedral on the great plain. I want to make a dragon's head, an angel, a devil — or perhaps a saint — out of stone. It does not matter which; it is the sense of satisfaction that counts.
Regardless of whether I believe or not, whether I am a Christian or not, I would play my part in the collective building of the cathedral. "

......Ingmar bergman

Tuesday, November 6, 2007

दिवाळी अंकातील सहभाग

My articles in various Diwali issues:
Hans.....Dharmapurikar and Sons.A story of three generations
Dipawali....Kairee:by G.A.Kulkarni and Amol Palekar
Loksatta: Dersu Uzala..a film by Kurosawa.
Kalnirnay: Interview of Gulzar
Lalit : The Man Who Was Don Quixote

Saturday, November 3, 2007

देखिला अक्षरान्चा मेळावा भाग २


देखिला..... वर आणखी काही प्रतिक्रिया...


वाचलेल्या पुस्तकांचा आनंद त्यातील ऊब तशीच ठेऊन नोंदणे हे फ़ार कठीण काम आहे.पण तुम्ही आपली आनंद हुरहुर आत्मीयतेने मांडली आहे...आपल्या जिव्हाळखुणा अगत्त्याने व सहजतेने मान्डल्या आहेत...जी.ए.कुलकर्णी.

डोस्तोव्हस्की टोलस्टोय,झ्वाइग,काफ़्का,आणि कोणकोण यान्च्या रंगीबेरंगी

काचांच्या तुकड्यासारखी जाळी आपल्या मनांत कुठेतरी आहे असे मला नेहमीच वाटत राहिले होते.तुमचे लेखन वाचल्यावर लगेच जाणवले की तीच जाळी जास्त स्पष्ट व स्वछ्छ स्वरूपात तुमच्याही मनात आहे.समानधर्मा भेटल्याचा आनंद

झाला................. प्रकाश संत

तुमचे पत्र व त्यासोबत धाडलेले टाचण पावते झाले.वाचून फ़ार बरे वाटले.
कुणी एक समानधर्मा मिळाल्याचा आनंद झाला.......गो.नी.दांडॆकर.