Table of contents
- Gratitude
- role
- My art journey
- Primary Education and Arts
- Arts and private schooling
- Arts and Secondary Education
- Arts and Higher Secondary Education
- Arts and postgraduate education
- First Institutional Education of Arts
- Social struggle and their artistic experience and influence of democratic artists on my art
- Me and my artwork
- Catalyst
- Conclusion
Certificate
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It is certified that Ritesh Kumar Pathak is a regular student of the sculpture department of Mahatma Gandhi Kashi Vidyapeeth NTPC Campus Shaktinagar, Sonbhadra.
And completed his work by being present as per rules in the session 2017-2018.
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This effort of his is fundamental. The student has completed this project in my direction. I wish them a bright future.
the director
Prashant Kumar Vishwakarma
Gratitude (Spokesman)
Am
First of all, I offer my obeisance to my adorable mother Saraswati, with whose undeserved kindness I have completed this minor research. At the same time, I bow to the veneration at the feet of my revered Guruvar Sri Prashant Kumar Vishwakarma, who, under my umbrella, I sculpted and all it's Studied about the sides. Apart from this, I am also thankful to the satirists whose jokes and criticisms inspired me to do something different in life and to become. And it was only through their critical interpretation that the path of my life became more simple and expansive.
I also express my gratitude to all my teachers and classmates, who, despite having different faculties, made my work a matter of discussion.
Today I am feeling very happy to complete this small research. My entire family, especially my parents have been very supportive in reaching me or achieving all my successes. I am finding it very difficult to express my gratitude through words. Nevertheless, I feel humble gratitude by touching the feet of my dignified mother and revered father.
Ritesh Kumar Pathak
role
The artist keeps an eye on the environment around him and every movement of society. The process of joining the art is very unique for the artist. He gets inspiration from every event and he gets inspired and presents a new shape. Apart from art, there would hardly be any subject where such learning would be done. Art is not just a piece of decoration, but it is a guide to society and also stands like a soldier of society when the time comes. The artist always remains sensitive. It is never a priest of traditionalism. is. Rather it is in favor of constant change over time. Whoever has understood the importance of art, its need, and its right side, generally its surroundings or subject has been related to the common man, daily life, or sacrifices, etc. that his painting Or is clearly visible in the art of sculpture. Badge sculptor was also one of these artists who was not only a sculptor but also a painter. So we can say that neither the artist's idea accepts slavery nor his art.
My art journey
Primary education
At the time when I was taking my primary education in my village, I was 5 years old. The school was just a short distance away from home, so I would go there with my classmates and play and have fun there. Since childhood, I loved to sit in a calm posture and see the greenery in a tuck and take it in my eyes. I would often go along with my friends to the banks of the river and sit there and throw it in the water. The waves rising through it created a strange beautiful artifact inside me. Since I grew up in a rural area, I had Special facilities have not had but tended greenfield, animals, birds, Bag- garden, Rivers, and creativity of me in looking at the natural beauty and growing and lived always remains eager to do something different build my conscience. The natural scenery used to strengthen my ability to think, but in spite of that, there were many social facilities that remained obstacles in my way. As there was no teaching of art in the school nor were there any teachers related to it, due to which many talents must have been buried, including one.
It has also been saying, "Literature, music, art, artless, witness, animal, tail, virus, without."
You can imagine yourself what would have been the situation in a society that has neither literature nor art nor music. At that time I had neither knowledge of pencil nor drawing paper. I used to have a low-grade copy-pen and some books of science and mathematics. But even then a spark was bursting inside me and that was art. Even in the midst of all these obstacles, I did not let my talent die. I used to get a lot of opportunities to do painting and drawing twice a year, which I was eagerly waiting for. Whether it was the annual school examination or the half-year, I only liked the subject of the drawing. As soon as the drawing test started, I would have made my painting quickly and completed the drawing of two or four colleagues. This kind of activity would spark my inner sparkle and my eagerness for art would increase even more. It would be totally unfair to say that the vision of art has come automatically in me. I have got this vision from my father and my elder sister.
My father is a rural doctor by profession and he is interested in both art and literature. He loves to write stories and poems and he has been very pleased with me that I too have been associated with art. My father had a special interest in art and literature, but due to some family problems, poverty and inconveniences, he left everything and became a doctor to earn a living.
Once upon a time, my sister went to a relative's wedding and there she met some children who were also taught drawing under schooling. From there, my sister came to learn to make portraits which came to me as well. Showed. I was very happy to see this. It felt as if someone is trying to further my talent. Now the flame inside me started to flare up even more. Since my father was fond of art, he used to put many commercial paintings in his dispensary and removed it every year in Diwali. I used to store all those calendars so that I could make some artwork on the smooth surface behind it.
Private schooling
After receiving primary education, I was enrolled in a private school. But regrettably, there were no art teachers as well, nor did anyone have any experience about it that could understand my artistic feelings and pave my way. In the society in which I lived, there was a belief in the minds of people that there is no future for this. That is why neither one wanted to teach art to their child nor related to it in school. The needs of teachers were considered. But amidst all this ignorance I was grinding. Till now I had no knowledge of basic things about art. Even then I used to wait for the opportunity in which I could present my art. After all, every six months there was such an air that would give me a breath. And that was the school's half yearly and annual examination. When the exam started, all the children would wait for English, Math and other subjects. But, it seemed to me, as if a friend of mine was going to come in the form of painting. I just kept waiting for that. 2 days before the start of the exam, all my classmates started showing their respective names, due to which I also did not get puffed up. Not only that, they would hover over me and make friends with me to get the painting done, which I liked very much. I also did not have drawing papers available, due to which I could not get enough opportunity to present my art. But on that day, when all the children used to take their own paper and walk back and forth, I used to get a lot of opportunities to draw.
I would have painted all of them on paper, which would make them happy and I was very satisfied. That day, it seemed to me that I was having a lot of interactions with my estranged friend for 6 months. One-two years were completed in this kind of practice and waiting.
Now an incident occurred in my life that sparked my art form and turned it into Sholay.
After the annual examination, we used to have a traditional examination which was called handicraft. It used to be very exciting. Under this examination, people used to make some useful items by hand and collect them in school. But now it was completely commercialized. All classmates used to buy brooms, fans, etc. from the market and collect and collect their marks from that. Used to get Apart from this, children also brought sticks for Guruji, so that their soft hands were softened later. How soft a child's mind is, he used to cut those sticks from anywhere, and by making them smooth and colorful, he also made them attractive, but here the teacher had a very strong relationship with him. Without understanding his mindset, he would have hit his hands with a stick. Thinking of this, my hair still stands today. I was not at all pleased that I would buy a broom and fan from somewhere and deposit it in the school and get the marks.
Eventually, my turn also came. I was thinking what should I give in the name of handicraft. I wanted to do something different by not giving up the traditional stick, broom, and fan. Meanwhile, my classmate, who was a girl by name, was a boy. His name was Jyoti. He had brought a landscape in handicraft with his sister. Seeing this, I felt that this was the right handicraft.
The teachers also praised him a lot. Now the art inside me also started to take coals. I also started thinking about doing something different. Then I decided that I too would make a good painting in handicraft.
Now I started thinking about this and that only. I was discharged from school and walked towards my house. I was thinking on the way that neither I have any color nor money. I also knew that I am not going to get any support from home even for this. All these things were bothering me more. The whole way I kept thinking that how would I make a painting? Who will help me? But I too had decided that I will give painting in handicraft. I had the ability to do a little illustration, now I just needed money to buy the material. After much hesitation, I finally got up and said to my father - "Papa I need ₹ 10 to buy color." My father has been very liberal in this matter, he always wanted his child to do something different.
Well! Father gave the money, but painting was a strange task for us here. People believed that this subject has nothing to do with education. So I had to do it in secret.
First I tore the page from my copy and then made some pictures with color on it. In one, I saw the sunrise from behind the mountain and in the other hut. Thus I made three paintings. Now it came to framing it. Although I did not have any facility for that, but I cut the cartoon in which the father used to bring medicines and paste his painting on it.
After that, while trimming it made him so small that he looked even smaller than a passport. In this way, I made three paintings and with a joyful heart kept them in my bag.
The other day my mind was very cheerful because today I was going to showcase my art in school for the first time. That day I woke up early in the morning and went to my school after taking a bath. When I reached there, I saw that two or four of my colleagues are also present there. Then gradually all the children and all the teachers of the school also reached there. Here I was pulsing in my mind because there was such a hope in my mind that by seeing my painting too, the teachers would appreciate it the same way they did the painting of Jyoti. Rather more than that because I have made three paintings.
Now all the teachers gathered on the school premises and all the children were also asked to sit, including me. The pace of my heartbeat was increasing from moment to moment. Each one was called for his handicraft performance. Nobody was being much appreciated because Jyoti had already broken the record. Finally, my turn came. I too happily stood up in front of the teacher with the bag in my hand. He held my bag and I asked - Rite! What have you brought? I said - I have brought the painting, which is in my bag.
Sir was happy and put his hand in the bag and took out a painting. Then look at it with a sarcastic laugh! Ritesh's painting. Seeing my painting, all the children started laughing loudly. Then the second painting was taken out, then everyone started laughing loudly. Then the third painting and then the loud laugh.
The faster their laughter, the faster the flow of my tears would become even more intense. Perhaps this was the first insult that forced me to do something. I became a character of great laughter, which was the complete opposite of my surroundings. Now, with heavy steps, I started to step towards my house with tears in my eyes. When I reached home, all the families were looking at me with a full vision. He felt that my painting would have been appreciated and I would come from there and happily tell him the whole thing. But nothing like this had happened. On Papa's asking, I told the whole incident with teary eyes. Papa's eyes also became moist. Then Papa and my sister decided together that now Chhotu will also make a good painting and take it to school and it too will remain appreciated.
My father was also interested in art and my sister was also learning painting, so both of them arranged a paper and asked for some colors and pencils. After that, the two together made a picture of Shaheed A. Azam Bhagat Singh. I was very happy to see that picture and I came back to school the other day with this painting.
Like all of the previous times, everyone's meeting was called again. On seeing me again, a smile appeared on everyone's face. Everyone was thinking that they are going to get a chance to laugh out loud again, but today their thinking was going to be absolutely wrong. Today, instead of laughing, he was to be amazed and silent. When Bhagat Singh's painting was taken out of my bag, the eyes of all the people present there were torn. The painting was highly appreciated and was happily installed in the office. Seeing all this, I too was not happy.
But despite all this, the same thing was going on in my mind that I did not make this painting myself. Therefore, I do not deserve this congratulation. Thinking about all this, my mind was getting more distraught.
I wish I had made this painting, I would have been entitled to all these additions and congratulations. I decided on the same day that I too had to do something similar. The truth has been said - "Failure is the key to success." Something similar was happening to me too. After every failure, I was getting determined and determined and getting a new power to do something.
High School
Now I enrolled in high school with a new hope. I came here thinking that maybe there will be some competition through which I will get a chance to pursue my art. But there was nothing like this here. The same national festival was celebrated on 15 August and 26 January. However, I never let go of any opportunity to present my art. That is why I used to make a map of India on these occasions under the tricolor flag. I used to enjoy making maps very much and after that when other people praised me, I used to get a lot of joy. In this way, everyone started to understand that I have a good understanding of art. I was also extending my foot forward in the field of art. The burden of subjects increases significantly till matriculation, which I did not consider anything other than the traditional subject. My belief was because the student may or may not want to, but it was considered necessary for him to study all these subjects, which is my It was understandably unfair. Like - somehow I also passed the matriculation examination. Now came the turn for higher education.
As my guardian used to say, I was moving forward by the same path because I myself did not know the way forward. I did not even know that the art I am interested in has a thematic name or has a faculty. Like a blind person, with the spark of art in my mind, I was going the path of my studies according to the wishes of others. Finally, everyone decided that I should study further with commerce. I accepted that too.
My higher secondary education
I was enrolled in the Commerce Faculty of Gaya Mirza Ghalib College. Now I used to study books and books every day, but I could not feel anything good. I could not even understand what would be the use of this study in my life. Even then I was going to accept everything for the happiness of my family members. But the spark inside me still extinguished. Was not. Whenever I got time, I would make some artwork.
Now I had also passed the intermediate examination. Even though I had no interest in commerce, I passed the subject with 58% marks. In the meantime, people were just thinking that Ritesh likes art, but perhaps he did not know that the fire of art was burning inside me.
I lived with my elder brother in Gaya. There I completed my studies under his patronage. Till then he too did not know that I want to study art. Or rather they had no knowledge about the study of art. That is why he used to ignore my art-related activities and asked me to focus on the study of commerce.
Brother, whenever I go out, I would go and tell me to prepare some task in mathematics and I will check it by keeping it. But as soon as they went out, instead of making maths, I would have made some artwork in the previous part. For this, I had to eat a lot and I had to face some hot things too, but it did not matter to me because I was willing to take any risk for my art.
I had a friend - Ravi Shekhar. He often got his girlfriend to take a picture of me and offered him something. When I made a picture for him, I used to hear a lot of praise from him, which made me feel very self-respecting.
First Institutional Education of Arts
The next day I reached the Jan Shikshan Sansthan with money and got my enrollment done there. Then the manager there said to me, "Son, there is no enrollment in this class yet, so I will send you a call as soon as a class is formed." After that, I came home. Then wait for 2 days, 3 days, 4 days. Finally, I was very disappointed and finally went there and said to the manager - give me my money. Seems like no one will come now. Seeing my desperate face, he pointed to me and said - Look, the teacher of painting is sitting there, go and meet him once. When I looked there, there was a young man standing there and I said to him - do you teach painting? He nodded yes and replied. Then I had a long conversation with him. Seeing my eagerness, he finally said - there is no child yet, but you come from tomorrow! I will teach you. Now I started going there alone in the classroom every day. Gradually 10, 15 classmates became more in a few days. Time I had been waiting for a long time, I was very happy to find it. Now it was the turn to start a new life as well as to develop my talent openly, for which I was fully prepared. Now whenever the teacher used to ask me to copy and draw the picture, I would have refused straight away. I speak - Sir! I can make it without copying it. Then Sir also challenged me and said - Okay, then you make it and show it. I too would have made a similar picture which would have surprised everyone. All this was happening because the ingrained talent had found a new path and right place for many years now.
I was having a lot of fun studying this subject. To date, I have not enjoyed so much reading any topic. Now my teachers were very happy with me and only I and my body were discussed on the face of all the classmates. Gradually my followers also started growing. Time began to take such a turn that my teachers would come to class and just relax. When any child went to ask them something, he would send it straight towards me and tell me - Ritesh! Solve its problem. Everything was going very well. Suddenly one day my teacher called me and told me- Ritesh! Your 6-month class is over now. Hearing this, I was shocked and then said - But sir! There is much to be learned; Then how can I stop coming to class. head! Please give me 6 months more reading time. Seeing my curiosity, Sir suggested me a tip. They said- You enroll your second address and name again here; Then you can stay here for 6 more months. I also got my nomination there again. Now my entire focus was on learning. I started trying to learn about acrylic painting and oil painting from my head. Sir told me that you have to spend a lot on oil painting. I also had the urge to learn something, so I was willing to take every risk. I told Sir - Sir, tell me the ingredients, I will buy. Sir told me the entire contents of the wall painting. I went to my room from there. Then I told the brother everything. Brother thought for a while and then he gave me ₹ 300 to buy all the material. They had to think to give money because our financial situation was not very good.
Bhaiya used to go to the polytechnic himself there and returned from there at 2:00 pm. After that, he would cook and then go to computer teaching immediately after eating. Whatever money was received from him, he used to meet his and my needs. There was very little money from home as the financial condition of the house was also not right. Well, I bought all the material from that money and reached Sir with it. Then what was Sir told me about the process and I also started making paintings. On the first day, the only sketch on the oil seat, then on the second day put color with oil. Then I asked Sir - Sir! When will you give its details? Sir said - it will take 10 days to dry it, after that. I got upset. When I started thinking, then this painting is very time-consuming. I was getting upset because I had less time and a lot of desire to learn and here Sir was being shelved just like that.
One day I saw a stranger boy in class who was talking a lot about painting to his head. I also became very interested and started listening to him. Then Sir introduced me to him and also told him about my might. After that, he also saw my painting and sketch, which he was very happy to see, and praised him a lot. Then he told me - Ritesh! I am a lover. I study at Patna Art College. As soon as I heard this, it seemed as if a path to reach the floor was seen before my eyes. Then I became very curious and asked him about the art college. He also in turn told me everything about Art Life, Artist and Art College. Now a new path started appearing in front of me.
Gradually my contact with Asif Bhai kept increasing. Now, whenever he would come I would talk to him a lot and show him my painting too. One day I also showed him my oil painting, then he asked the reason for the painting not being completed, then I told him everything. You know the sketching, and you have understood the process, so now you go to your room and copy any painting and make it yourself, the painting will be made, and then gradually the whole process will also be understood to you. Now Asif Bhai became my good colleague. At his behest, I started making paintings and also made a good painting. At the same time, I was introduced to another gentleman named Mitra. I used to call him Mitra Bhaiya. He also supported me a lot. I used to go to the station often to sketch with him and with his cooperation I got my first knowledge of life study.
Now a new girl came into my class named Jyoti. Jyoti was from a very well-to-do family. She came to BHU with an entrance exam. Like before, I too got the responsibility of teaching him. At the same time, it also gave me an opportunity to learn about my drawing. Everything was going well. Suddenly one day my head asked me - Ritesh! Will you take a drawing class? At first, I was very hesitant because to date I had never taught anyone except reading and now suddenly there was an offer to teach in a big school. But when I thought about the economic situation, I felt that eventually, it would have to be done, so I also said yes. Now I spoke to the school director who called me to take a class from the very next day.
Then I went to my room. My beating was fast and excitement was also high. I was going through my heart thinking that I would go to class tomorrow and I would get money instead. The next day I got ready by taking a shower in the morning and left for school. The road was some distance from the room, so we had to go there on foot, after that there was the facility of Tempo, etc. So I also went there and sat in the auto. Now as I was getting closer to the school, my beating was getting faster. Suddenly the auto guy said - Brother! Get down, your school has arrived. Now my restlessness increased even more. Then I gave him money and went to his school. When I reached there, the peon took me to the guest house and made me sit. Then I spoke to him - I have to meet the director sir. After some time I got a call and then I went to the office. There I saw a gentleman sitting on the chair in front. He said- Ritesh Pathak is you. I said- Yes sir! I am Riteish. Good! So you will take a drawing class. I said yes. That way I was appointed there. Then I started taking classes there every day. I was enjoying taking classes and the children were very happy with me. Meanwhile, one day my elder brother told me - Shorty! Now your age is for studying and not for teaching. Hearing this, I became silent for a while, and then I said - Brother. The next day, I decided that today I will come and say goodbye to everyone. But this did not happen, because I also had a strange emotional attachment with the children who were not allowing me to separate from them. In the evening I again returned to my place of residence. While eating dinner, Bhaiya again asked me about school.
I said - no brother! I would not. Brother said - OK, but tomorrow I will firmly resign. I went again the next day, but I could not do anything. In this way, I returned three or four times because it seemed difficult for me to leave the children. I had shown him many dreams which were impossible to fulfill after leaving school but eventually I had to leave the school at the behest of my brother.
In between, I used to talk to Asif Bhai. I had also decided that now I should also enroll in Art College. As I was returning from school, I noticed an art institute. I immediately went there for questioning and after going to the office to find out about his charge, he said ₹ 1000 per month. I got nervous and started thinking that it is not worth me because I will not be able to spend that much. Frustrated, I returned to my house with heavy steps. Then I spoke to Asif Bhai. He told me the date of application for enrollment in Art College. I also filled the form of Banaras Hindu University without any delay. Now it was time to prepare for the entrance exam. The date for the entrance examination of Banaras Hindu University also came soon.
At that time my B. Com examination was going on. The date of the entrance examination of Banaras Hindu University was also fixed on the second day of the final examination. After taking the final exam, I went straight to the junction. From there my train left at 4:00 pm and reached Varanasi station at 1:00 pm. It seemed difficult for me to go somewhere at night because that place was completely unknown to me, so I lay on the platform for a while.
Then I got up at 5:00 am and started towards Banaras Hindu University. Suddenly ticket checking was found at the exit gate. TT asked me for a ticket. I also showed the ticket. TT started fining the ticket because the date of the ticket had changed, then I told him my problem, then he let me go. Then proceeded, an auto man made me sit and after 20 minutes left him at the entrance of BHU. Now I could see many paths from there. I could not understand anything where I had to go, then moving forward, many other companions were also found who had come for the entrance examination just like me and lost their way. But being with them gave me a lot of courage.
It was 6 o'clock in the morning, I entered the yard of BHU. On the trees the cuckoos were making the sound of Kuhu-Kuhu and the peacock was dancing with its wings spread. That place seemed to be delightful. Now only one question was arising in my mind that I wish! Had my nomination been here, it would not have been so good. Now, in the midst of this pleasant moment, there was a problem and there was hunger. Now I got very hungry due to which my legs also started to falter. I had nothing to eat as I was a bachelor so no one had given me something to eat. Being a little self-respecting and shy, I could not even speak to the other partner whether I was hungry or let me eat something. But my colleagues tested my position and they also fed me with them.
After having dinner, we left from there and finally reached our destination, the entrance of the examination.
Examiners had started coming there. All the people were coming very attentively, some were coming by car and some by rickshaw. Everyone was also talking big.
Some say I have a question model, some say that I have been preparing for 2 years, etc. Hearing all this, I was getting more upset. I was thinking that I have not made any preparations then what will happen to me? There was excitement and glow on everyone's face, but my face looked tired and lowered as I reached here after traveling a long way. Well, everyone rang and sat at their place. I too went and sat at my place according to my serial number. Then I got the question paper and I answered as much as I understood. Now the second bell rang again and there was a lamp placed in the middle of it which was to be made on its answer book. All my fatigue and frustration came to an end in the name of drawing. Now the rest were upset and I was happy. I enjoyed drawing. For the first time, I had gone to take the exam in another city, in which I also faced a lot of difficulties and got to learn a lot. After taking the exam, I came back to my place of residence. Now I was waiting for the examination.
I knew that the examination was not going to be perfect because I was not able to do very well in the theoretical examination of art. Meanwhile, the application date for the entrance examination for Patna Art College has also been announced. I then traveled 3 hours to Patna, a strange city. When I reached the college there, I got a very beautiful view. All my dreams were present there. I saw an idol while entering through the main gate. In which one army seemed to be teaching to target other soldiers.
Although there were many idols there, this idol attracted me the most and later it became a guide for me. There was a good-to-good painting on the walls as well, seeing this, my mind was repeatedly saying that I wish! Either way, I would have been enrolled in this college. Then after submitting the application, I came back to my house. Now I would often go there and would continue to submit material from my senior to prepare for the theory test and would prepare for the exam with loudness. Then the exam date was fixed and I went there and gave the exam.
I could not pass the BHU examination but I got fifth place in the Patna Art College examination which gave me immense pleasure. When I told you at home, my father and the whole family also got elated. Now I got enrolled in Patna Art College. The dreams that I had dreamed before coming to the examination finally came true. Now there was a curiosity in my mind that when will the class start and what special will be told in it? Eventually, the class date was also fixed. When I reached the class after four days, I found that the methods of sitting and studying are quite different from other subjects. Here, boy or girl, all sit together. On the first day, I was introduced to the class teacher Ajay Chaudhary sir. He was one of the senior teachers there. There was a strange glow on his face and familiarity in things. My mind became more elated after coming in contact with such a decent teacher. Sir, when he came in the classroom, he used to put artwork in the middle and get everyone to paint it, which I liked very much.
Now there was no one to stop me from doing these things, so I was feeling very happy here. Again the second bell rang and the other teacher, whose name was- Dinesh Diwakar sir, entered the class. He was a very humorous person but would get angry at children very quickly. His subject was - commercial art, which I liked very much. In this way, I was introduced to other teachers and teachers like Dinesh sir, Rakhi Maam, Rita Pratap etc. He got everything as he had heard from Asif Bhai, he had also told that a lot of events also happen there. One day a letter was given to us by our seniors which said that it is compulsory for all of you to come to the school's ceremony on April 10 at 9:00 am. We all started discussing among ourselves what is going to happen on 10 April. At that time, seniors also used to do a lot of ragging due to which there was a fear in our minds. But when we all reached there, we got to see a very beautiful view. Our classroom was decorated in a much better way and a stage was also built in it and there was also a welcome party banner at the entrance. When we all entered inside the door, we were also showered with flowers by the seniors and after that Tilak was also applied, then we were all seated in the hall with great respect and the welcome party was started with great pomp. We have also pulled along. This was the golden opportunity for juniors to get introduced to their seniors. In this, juniors and seniors were told about their respective rules.
From the next day, the class started running on time. I used to study very fast according to the teachers and along with my seniors went to the railway station at 4:00 pm every day and did output sketching. In this way, 2 years passed. Now I started living with my classmates outside Art College. I used to come to class like a straightforward boy and then go out. Suddenly one day I came to know about an incident. I was told that one of our seniors, who is quite knowledgeable and also a cartoonist in Hindustan newspaper, but his financial condition is a bit bad, he is being treated badly by teachers. Some children are also supporting them to give them justice, so I too was called to the hostel. Going there, I saw that among all the boys, a very decent man whose name was Gopal was recited, sitting in a quiet posture and some Are telling I listened carefully to his words and was impressed by him. After hearing all the things, I also agreed to support him. What happened was that our seniors were students of a painting faculty and the teacher of that faculty was Rita Pratap who bid her to submit the sectional work and was supposed to be related to the Mughal carpet painting. But he had made and deposited some human figures, which made Mam angry and asked him to bring another painting or else such painting will not be approved. The matter kept progressing slowly and then finally all the teachers together decided to expel them from the college. I actively participated in this movement and gained experience of right and wrong.
In this order, old teachers were removed and new teachers were also appointed, which included Ajay Pandey, Chandrabhushan Srivastava, Shashi Ranjan Vinod, Rita Pratap, Rakhi Kumari, Sangeeta Kumari, Ragini Kumari, etc.
Now I reached the fourth year. In this, I was given the opportunity to choose a special faculty. Although I had decided in the first year that I had to choose idol art itself, in the first 2 years I had not shown any special feats in idol art, so our sculpture department teacher Ajay Pandey sir asked me to choose this faculty Refused to. But I used to think that I can do painting, so I should learn sculpture. I was a little determined, so despite Sir's refusal, I chose the sculpture department itself. There were a total of 7 students in this department. When we used to do our classwork, I was not at all interested in the subject given to me because I believed that art should be related to social questions. I did not like to work on meaningless subjects at all. I used to respect my teachers a lot so that they would not get angry, I used to complete the task in some way but I always kept thinking about some new issues and also tried to separate. Sometimes I would sit in the chamber with Sir and talk to him for a long time on these social issues and his art concerns. As far as I am concerned about my art style, I followed him after seeing the statue of the military in the college, then I was very impressed with the biographies of many such artists, such as Picasso, Ramkinkar Badge, Zainul Abedin, etc. and his art style and biography Has influenced my art style and way of thinking
One day on the occasion of Bihar Day, I had to do a combination of the idol related to the theme and the seniors chose me to apply their patchwork art style to that idol. I too diligently took the task to the end. I was highly praised by the people for that style so that our guru, Ajay Pandey sir was very happy and his respect for me increased.
Here I was also interested in photography, whose teacher was Mazhar Ilahi Sir. Before I enrolled in college, I loved to click photos, so I stubbornly asked Dadaji to buy a Nikon camera of 5000. All the children were there and there used to be DSLR near DSLR. Those people did not know that I also know photography. It was a matter of 1 day I was showing my photography to my senior. He liked my photography very much so he told me- Ritesh! Your photography is very good, so please take advice from Mr. Mazhar sir. At his behest, I went to Sir. There was a crowd of big cameras. I stood there thinking that whether Sir would see my photography or not, finally my turn also came. Sir became happy after seeing my photography and said - Ritesh! Your photography is very good. Hearing this, my courage increased even more. Then I was awarded as the Best Photographer in Photography for 4 consecutive years.
Now I have reached the 5th year of my subject, but till now I could not understand how to tell my guru, Ajay Pandey sir that I do not only think in a democratic way but also the artwork on that subject. Can make Finally, the day has come when I have the opportunity to do something.
On the college's foundation day, I decided to make a life-size sculpture. In three days, I created a statue showing the true truth of today's democracy. In it, a working woman was holding a bundle in one hand which is locked in democracy, and with the other hand was holding a child who was very hungry. Sir was very happy to see that idol and I was praised for that. Then our mentor Ajay Pandey and some of our seniors also advised me that Ritesh! Cast your cement to it and set it here forever, but I could not do so because the economic situation is not strong.
Meanwhile, during the working period of Chandrabhushan Srivastava sir, a big heartbreaking incident occurred in which a child of his own college was falsely accused and beaten by goons. This incident took place in front of me, so I participated very strongly against the activities of the principal and my junior students and teachers also supported me in this fight against hooliganism and taking away the entitlements of students on the college premises. ; In which we won.
Eventually, I passed the first class in my college department. Meanwhile, I also met some student organizations with democratic and revolutionary lines, with whose support I also got an opportunity to read music, speech, acting, and many democratic artists. It is only through these ideas that I have been able to choose the right aspect of art.
Patna Art College had the facility to study till Bachelor degree, so now I chose Mahatma Gandhi Kashi Vidyapeeth University for Master's degree and I got enrolled in Sculpture Department there. Here I got an opportunity to get an education under the patronage of very simple and cheerful talent-rich Mr. Prashant Kumar Vishwakarma sir and I was also fortunate to prepare this short research essay under his patronage. Sometimes the essay was reprimanded for not getting essay right, but I knew that it is not rebuked, but it is Prashant Sir's heartfelt desire that his students do something good. Today I have been able to complete this short research essay with the help of the same rebuke. I also worked in the Mahatma Gandhi Kashi Vidyapeeth Sculpture Company and also received a practical education in making metal sculptures.
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Table of contents
- Gratitude
- role
- My art journey
- Primary Education and Arts
- Arts and private schooling
- Arts and Secondary Education
- Arts and Higher Secondary Education
- Arts and postgraduate education
- First Institutional Education of Arts
- Social struggle and their artistic experience and influence of democratic artists on my art
- Me and my artwork
- Catalyst
- Conclusion
Certificate
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First of all, I offer my obeisance to my adorable mother Saraswati, with whose undeserved kindness I have completed this minor research. At the same time, I bow to the veneration at the feet of my revered Guruvar Sri Prashant Kumar Vishwakarma, who, under my umbrella, I sculpted and all it's Studied about the sides. Apart from this, I am also thankful to the satirists whose jokes and criticisms inspired me to do something different in life and to become. And it was only through their critical interpretation that the path of my life became more simple and expansive.
I also express my gratitude to all my teachers and classmates, who, despite having different faculties, made my work a matter of discussion.
Today I am feeling very happy to complete this small research. My entire family, especially my parents have been very supportive in reaching me or achieving all my successes. I am finding it very difficult to express my gratitude through words. Nevertheless, I feel humble gratitude by touching the feet of my dignified mother and revered father.
Ritesh Kumar Pathak
role
The artist keeps an eye on the environment around him and every movement of society. The process of joining the art is very unique for the artist. He gets inspiration from every event and he gets inspired and presents a new shape. Apart from art, there would hardly be any subject where such learning would be done. Art is not just a piece of decoration, but it is a guide to society and also stands like a soldier of society when the time comes. The artist always remains sensitive. It is never a priest of traditionalism. is. Rather it is in favor of constant change over time. Whoever has understood the importance of art, its need, and its right side, generally its surroundings or subject has been related to the common man, daily life, or sacrifices, etc. that his painting Or is clearly visible in the art of sculpture. Badge sculptor was also one of these artists who was not only a sculptor but also a painter. So we can say that neither the artist's idea accepts slavery nor his art.
My art journey
Primary education
At the time when I was taking my primary education in my village, I was 5 years old. The school was just a short distance away from home, so I would go there with my classmates and play and have fun there. Since childhood, I loved to sit in a calm posture and see the greenery in a tuck and take it in my eyes. I would often go along with my friends to the banks of the river and sit there and throw it in the water. The waves rising through it created a strange beautiful artifact inside me. Since I grew up in a rural area, I had Special facilities have not had but tended greenfield, animals, birds, Bag- garden, Rivers, and creativity of me in looking at the natural beauty and growing and lived always remains eager to do something different build my conscience. The natural scenery used to strengthen my ability to think, but in spite of that, there were many social facilities that remained obstacles in my way. As there was no teaching of art in the school nor were there any teachers related to it, due to which many talents must have been buried, including one.
It has also been saying, "Literature, music, art, artless, witness, animal, tail, virus, without."
You can imagine yourself what would have been the situation in a society that has neither literature nor art nor music. At that time I had neither knowledge of pencil nor drawing paper. I used to have a low-grade copy-pen and some books of science and mathematics. But even then a spark was bursting inside me and that was art. Even in the midst of all these obstacles, I did not let my talent die. I used to get a lot of opportunities to do painting and drawing twice a year, which I was eagerly waiting for. Whether it was the annual school examination or the half-year, I only liked the subject of the drawing. As soon as the drawing test started, I would have made my painting quickly and completed the drawing of two or four colleagues. This kind of activity would spark my inner sparkle and my eagerness for art would increase even more. It would be totally unfair to say that the vision of art has come automatically in me. I have got this vision from my father and my elder sister.
My father is a rural doctor by profession and he is interested in both art and literature. He loves to write stories and poems and he has been very pleased with me that I too have been associated with art. My father had a special interest in art and literature, but due to some family problems, poverty and inconveniences, he left everything and became a doctor to earn a living.
Once upon a time, my sister went to a relative's wedding and there she met some children who were also taught drawing under schooling. From there, my sister came to learn to make portraits which came to me as well. Showed. I was very happy to see this. It felt as if someone is trying to further my talent. Now the flame inside me started to flare up even more. Since my father was fond of art, he used to put many commercial paintings in his dispensary and removed it every year in Diwali. I used to store all those calendars so that I could make some artwork on the smooth surface behind it.
Private schooling
After receiving primary education, I was enrolled in a private school. But regrettably, there were no art teachers as well, nor did anyone have any experience about it that could understand my artistic feelings and pave my way. In the society in which I lived, there was a belief in the minds of people that there is no future for this. That is why neither one wanted to teach art to their child nor related to it in school. The needs of teachers were considered. But amidst all this ignorance I was grinding. Till now I had no knowledge of basic things about art. Even then I used to wait for the opportunity in which I could present my art. After all, every six months there was such an air that would give me a breath. And that was the school's half yearly and annual examination. When the exam started, all the children would wait for English, Math and other subjects. But, it seemed to me, as if a friend of mine was going to come in the form of painting. I just kept waiting for that. 2 days before the start of the exam, all my classmates started showing their respective names, due to which I also did not get puffed up. Not only that, they would hover over me and make friends with me to get the painting done, which I liked very much. I also did not have drawing papers available, due to which I could not get enough opportunity to present my art. But on that day, when all the children used to take their own paper and walk back and forth, I used to get a lot of opportunities to draw.
I would have painted all of them on paper, which would make them happy and I was very satisfied. That day, it seemed to me that I was having a lot of interactions with my estranged friend for 6 months. One-two years were completed in this kind of practice and waiting.
Now an incident occurred in my life that sparked my art form and turned it into Sholay.
After the annual examination, we used to have a traditional examination which was called handicraft. It used to be very exciting. Under this examination, people used to make some useful items by hand and collect them in school. But now it was completely commercialized. All classmates used to buy brooms, fans, etc. from the market and collect and collect their marks from that. Used to get Apart from this, children also brought sticks for Guruji, so that their soft hands were softened later. How soft a child's mind is, he used to cut those sticks from anywhere, and by making them smooth and colorful, he also made them attractive, but here the teacher had a very strong relationship with him. Without understanding his mindset, he would have hit his hands with a stick. Thinking of this, my hair still stands today. I was not at all pleased that I would buy a broom and fan from somewhere and deposit it in the school and get the marks.
Eventually, my turn also came. I was thinking what should I give in the name of handicraft. I wanted to do something different by not giving up the traditional stick, broom, and fan. Meanwhile, my classmate, who was a girl by name, was a boy. His name was Jyoti. He had brought a landscape in handicraft with his sister. Seeing this, I felt that this was the right handicraft.
The teachers also praised him a lot. Now the art inside me also started to take coals. I also started thinking about doing something different. Then I decided that I too would make a good painting in handicraft.
Now I started thinking about this and that only. I was discharged from school and walked towards my house. I was thinking on the way that neither I have any color nor money. I also knew that I am not going to get any support from home even for this. All these things were bothering me more. The whole way I kept thinking that how would I make a painting? Who will help me? But I too had decided that I will give painting in handicraft. I had the ability to do a little illustration, now I just needed money to buy the material. After much hesitation, I finally got up and said to my father - "Papa I need ₹ 10 to buy color." My father has been very liberal in this matter, he always wanted his child to do something different.
Well! Father gave the money, but painting was a strange task for us here. People believed that this subject has nothing to do with education. So I had to do it in secret.
First I tore the page from my copy and then made some pictures with color on it. In one, I saw the sunrise from behind the mountain and in the other hut. Thus I made three paintings. Now it came to framing it. Although I did not have any facility for that, but I cut the cartoon in which the father used to bring medicines and paste his painting on it.
After that, while trimming it made him so small that he looked even smaller than a passport. In this way, I made three paintings and with a joyful heart kept them in my bag.
The other day my mind was very cheerful because today I was going to showcase my art in school for the first time. That day I woke up early in the morning and went to my school after taking a bath. When I reached there, I saw that two or four of my colleagues are also present there. Then gradually all the children and all the teachers of the school also reached there. Here I was pulsing in my mind because there was such a hope in my mind that by seeing my painting too, the teachers would appreciate it the same way they did the painting of Jyoti. Rather more than that because I have made three paintings.
Now all the teachers gathered on the school premises and all the children were also asked to sit, including me. The pace of my heartbeat was increasing from moment to moment. Each one was called for his handicraft performance. Nobody was being much appreciated because Jyoti had already broken the record. Finally, my turn came. I too happily stood up in front of the teacher with the bag in my hand. He held my bag and I asked - Rite! What have you brought? I said - I have brought the painting, which is in my bag.
Sir was happy and put his hand in the bag and took out a painting. Then look at it with a sarcastic laugh! Ritesh's painting. Seeing my painting, all the children started laughing loudly. Then the second painting was taken out, then everyone started laughing loudly. Then the third painting and then the loud laugh.
The faster their laughter, the faster the flow of my tears would become even more intense. Perhaps this was the first insult that forced me to do something. I became a character of great laughter, which was the complete opposite of my surroundings. Now, with heavy steps, I started to step towards my house with tears in my eyes. When I reached home, all the families were looking at me with a full vision. He felt that my painting would have been appreciated and I would come from there and happily tell him the whole thing. But nothing like this had happened. On Papa's asking, I told the whole incident with teary eyes. Papa's eyes also became moist. Then Papa and my sister decided together that now Chhotu will also make a good painting and take it to school and it too will remain appreciated.
My father was also interested in art and my sister was also learning painting, so both of them arranged a paper and asked for some colors and pencils. After that, the two together made a picture of Shaheed A. Azam Bhagat Singh. I was very happy to see that picture and I came back to school the other day with this painting.
Like all of the previous times, everyone's meeting was called again. On seeing me again, a smile appeared on everyone's face. Everyone was thinking that they are going to get a chance to laugh out loud again, but today their thinking was going to be absolutely wrong. Today, instead of laughing, he was to be amazed and silent. When Bhagat Singh's painting was taken out of my bag, the eyes of all the people present there were torn. The painting was highly appreciated and was happily installed in the office. Seeing all this, I too was not happy.
But despite all this, the same thing was going on in my mind that I did not make this painting myself. Therefore, I do not deserve this congratulation. Thinking about all this, my mind was getting more distraught.
I wish I had made this painting, I would have been entitled to all these additions and congratulations. I decided on the same day that I too had to do something similar. The truth has been said - "Failure is the key to success." Something similar was happening to me too. After every failure, I was getting determined and determined and getting a new power to do something.
High School
Now I enrolled in high school with a new hope. I came here thinking that maybe there will be some competition through which I will get a chance to pursue my art. But there was nothing like this here. The same national festival was celebrated on 15 August and 26 January. However, I never let go of any opportunity to present my art. That is why I used to make a map of India on these occasions under the tricolor flag. I used to enjoy making maps very much and after that when other people praised me, I used to get a lot of joy. In this way, everyone started to understand that I have a good understanding of art. I was also extending my foot forward in the field of art. The burden of subjects increases significantly till matriculation, which I did not consider anything other than the traditional subject. My belief was because the student may or may not want to, but it was considered necessary for him to study all these subjects, which is my It was understandably unfair. Like - somehow I also passed the matriculation examination. Now came the turn for higher education.
As my guardian used to say, I was moving forward by the same path because I myself did not know the way forward. I did not even know that the art I am interested in has a thematic name or has a faculty. Like a blind person, with the spark of art in my mind, I was going the path of my studies according to the wishes of others. Finally, everyone decided that I should study further with commerce. I accepted that too.
My higher secondary education
I was enrolled in the Commerce Faculty of Gaya Mirza Ghalib College. Now I used to study books and books every day, but I could not feel anything good. I could not even understand what would be the use of this study in my life. Even then I was going to accept everything for the happiness of my family members. But the spark inside me still extinguished. Was not. Whenever I got time, I would make some artwork.
Now I had also passed the intermediate examination. Even though I had no interest in commerce, I passed the subject with 58% marks. In the meantime, people were just thinking that Ritesh likes art, but perhaps he did not know that the fire of art was burning inside me.
I lived with my elder brother in Gaya. There I completed my studies under his patronage. Till then he too did not know that I want to study art. Or rather they had no knowledge about the study of art. That is why he used to ignore my art-related activities and asked me to focus on the study of commerce.
Brother, whenever I go out, I would go and tell me to prepare some task in mathematics and I will check it by keeping it. But as soon as they went out, instead of making maths, I would have made some artwork in the previous part. For this, I had to eat a lot and I had to face some hot things too, but it did not matter to me because I was willing to take any risk for my art.
I had a friend - Ravi Shekhar. He often got his girlfriend to take a picture of me and offered him something. When I made a picture for him, I used to hear a lot of praise from him, which made me feel very self-respecting.
First Institutional Education of Arts
The next day I reached the Jan Shikshan Sansthan with money and got my enrollment done there. Then the manager there said to me, "Son, there is no enrollment in this class yet, so I will send you a call as soon as a class is formed." After that, I came home. Then wait for 2 days, 3 days, 4 days. Finally, I was very disappointed and finally went there and said to the manager - give me my money. Seems like no one will come now. Seeing my desperate face, he pointed to me and said - Look, the teacher of painting is sitting there, go and meet him once. When I looked there, there was a young man standing there and I said to him - do you teach painting? He nodded yes and replied. Then I had a long conversation with him. Seeing my eagerness, he finally said - there is no child yet, but you come from tomorrow! I will teach you. Now I started going there alone in the classroom every day. Gradually 10, 15 classmates became more in a few days. Time I had been waiting for a long time, I was very happy to find it. Now it was the turn to start a new life as well as to develop my talent openly, for which I was fully prepared. Now whenever the teacher used to ask me to copy and draw the picture, I would have refused straight away. I speak - Sir! I can make it without copying it. Then Sir also challenged me and said - Okay, then you make it and show it. I too would have made a similar picture which would have surprised everyone. All this was happening because the ingrained talent had found a new path and right place for many years now.
I was having a lot of fun studying this subject. To date, I have not enjoyed so much reading any topic. Now my teachers were very happy with me and only I and my body were discussed on the face of all the classmates. Gradually my followers also started growing. Time began to take such a turn that my teachers would come to class and just relax. When any child went to ask them something, he would send it straight towards me and tell me - Ritesh! Solve its problem. Everything was going very well. Suddenly one day my teacher called me and told me- Ritesh! Your 6-month class is over now. Hearing this, I was shocked and then said - But sir! There is much to be learned; Then how can I stop coming to class. head! Please give me 6 months more reading time. Seeing my curiosity, Sir suggested me a tip. They said- You enroll your second address and name again here; Then you can stay here for 6 more months. I also got my nomination there again. Now my entire focus was on learning. I started trying to learn about acrylic painting and oil painting from my head. Sir told me that you have to spend a lot on oil painting. I also had the urge to learn something, so I was willing to take every risk. I told Sir - Sir, tell me the ingredients, I will buy. Sir told me the entire contents of the wall painting. I went to my room from there. Then I told the brother everything. Brother thought for a while and then he gave me ₹ 300 to buy all the material. They had to think to give money because our financial situation was not very good.
Bhaiya used to go to the polytechnic himself there and returned from there at 2:00 pm. After that, he would cook and then go to computer teaching immediately after eating. Whatever money was received from him, he used to meet his and my needs. There was very little money from home as the financial condition of the house was also not right. Well, I bought all the material from that money and reached Sir with it. Then what was Sir told me about the process and I also started making paintings. On the first day, the only sketch on the oil seat, then on the second day put color with oil. Then I asked Sir - Sir! When will you give its details? Sir said - it will take 10 days to dry it, after that. I got upset. When I started thinking, then this painting is very time-consuming. I was getting upset because I had less time and a lot of desire to learn and here Sir was being shelved just like that.
One day I saw a stranger boy in class who was talking a lot about painting to his head. I also became very interested and started listening to him. Then Sir introduced me to him and also told him about my might. After that, he also saw my painting and sketch, which he was very happy to see, and praised him a lot. Then he told me - Ritesh! I am a lover. I study at Patna Art College. As soon as I heard this, it seemed as if a path to reach the floor was seen before my eyes. Then I became very curious and asked him about the art college. He also in turn told me everything about Art Life, Artist and Art College. Now a new path started appearing in front of me.
Gradually my contact with Asif Bhai kept increasing. Now, whenever he would come I would talk to him a lot and show him my painting too. One day I also showed him my oil painting, then he asked the reason for the painting not being completed, then I told him everything. You know the sketching, and you have understood the process, so now you go to your room and copy any painting and make it yourself, the painting will be made, and then gradually the whole process will also be understood to you. Now Asif Bhai became my good colleague. At his behest, I started making paintings and also made a good painting. At the same time, I was introduced to another gentleman named Mitra. I used to call him Mitra Bhaiya. He also supported me a lot. I used to go to the station often to sketch with him and with his cooperation I got my first knowledge of life study.
Now a new girl came into my class named Jyoti. Jyoti was from a very well-to-do family. She came to BHU with an entrance exam. Like before, I too got the responsibility of teaching him. At the same time, it also gave me an opportunity to learn about my drawing. Everything was going well. Suddenly one day my head asked me - Ritesh! Will you take a drawing class? At first, I was very hesitant because to date I had never taught anyone except reading and now suddenly there was an offer to teach in a big school. But when I thought about the economic situation, I felt that eventually, it would have to be done, so I also said yes. Now I spoke to the school director who called me to take a class from the very next day.
Then I went to my room. My beating was fast and excitement was also high. I was going through my heart thinking that I would go to class tomorrow and I would get money instead. The next day I got ready by taking a shower in the morning and left for school. The road was some distance from the room, so we had to go there on foot, after that there was the facility of Tempo, etc. So I also went there and sat in the auto. Now as I was getting closer to the school, my beating was getting faster. Suddenly the auto guy said - Brother! Get down, your school has arrived. Now my restlessness increased even more. Then I gave him money and went to his school. When I reached there, the peon took me to the guest house and made me sit. Then I spoke to him - I have to meet the director sir. After some time I got a call and then I went to the office. There I saw a gentleman sitting on the chair in front. He said- Ritesh Pathak is you. I said- Yes sir! I am Riteish. Good! So you will take a drawing class. I said yes. That way I was appointed there. Then I started taking classes there every day. I was enjoying taking classes and the children were very happy with me. Meanwhile, one day my elder brother told me - Shorty! Now your age is for studying and not for teaching. Hearing this, I became silent for a while, and then I said - Brother. The next day, I decided that today I will come and say goodbye to everyone. But this did not happen, because I also had a strange emotional attachment with the children who were not allowing me to separate from them. In the evening I again returned to my place of residence. While eating dinner, Bhaiya again asked me about school.
I said - no brother! I would not. Brother said - OK, but tomorrow I will firmly resign. I went again the next day, but I could not do anything. In this way, I returned three or four times because it seemed difficult for me to leave the children. I had shown him many dreams which were impossible to fulfill after leaving school but eventually I had to leave the school at the behest of my brother.
In between, I used to talk to Asif Bhai. I had also decided that now I should also enroll in Art College. As I was returning from school, I noticed an art institute. I immediately went there for questioning and after going to the office to find out about his charge, he said ₹ 1000 per month. I got nervous and started thinking that it is not worth me because I will not be able to spend that much. Frustrated, I returned to my house with heavy steps. Then I spoke to Asif Bhai. He told me the date of application for enrollment in Art College. I also filled the form of Banaras Hindu University without any delay. Now it was time to prepare for the entrance exam. The date for the entrance examination of Banaras Hindu University also came soon.
At that time my B. Com examination was going on. The date of the entrance examination of Banaras Hindu University was also fixed on the second day of the final examination. After taking the final exam, I went straight to the junction. From there my train left at 4:00 pm and reached Varanasi station at 1:00 pm. It seemed difficult for me to go somewhere at night because that place was completely unknown to me, so I lay on the platform for a while.
Then I got up at 5:00 am and started towards Banaras Hindu University. Suddenly ticket checking was found at the exit gate. TT asked me for a ticket. I also showed the ticket. TT started fining the ticket because the date of the ticket had changed, then I told him my problem, then he let me go. Then proceeded, an auto man made me sit and after 20 minutes left him at the entrance of BHU. Now I could see many paths from there. I could not understand anything where I had to go, then moving forward, many other companions were also found who had come for the entrance examination just like me and lost their way. But being with them gave me a lot of courage.
It was 6 o'clock in the morning, I entered the yard of BHU. On the trees the cuckoos were making the sound of Kuhu-Kuhu and the peacock was dancing with its wings spread. That place seemed to be delightful. Now only one question was arising in my mind that I wish! Had my nomination been here, it would not have been so good. Now, in the midst of this pleasant moment, there was a problem and there was hunger. Now I got very hungry due to which my legs also started to falter. I had nothing to eat as I was a bachelor so no one had given me something to eat. Being a little self-respecting and shy, I could not even speak to the other partner whether I was hungry or let me eat something. But my colleagues tested my position and they also fed me with them.
After having dinner, we left from there and finally reached our destination, the entrance of the examination.
Examiners had started coming there. All the people were coming very attentively, some were coming by car and some by rickshaw. Everyone was also talking big.
Some say I have a question model, some say that I have been preparing for 2 years, etc. Hearing all this, I was getting more upset. I was thinking that I have not made any preparations then what will happen to me? There was excitement and glow on everyone's face, but my face looked tired and lowered as I reached here after traveling a long way. Well, everyone rang and sat at their place. I too went and sat at my place according to my serial number. Then I got the question paper and I answered as much as I understood. Now the second bell rang again and there was a lamp placed in the middle of it which was to be made on its answer book. All my fatigue and frustration came to an end in the name of drawing. Now the rest were upset and I was happy. I enjoyed drawing. For the first time, I had gone to take the exam in another city, in which I also faced a lot of difficulties and got to learn a lot. After taking the exam, I came back to my place of residence. Now I was waiting for the examination.
I knew that the examination was not going to be perfect because I was not able to do very well in the theoretical examination of art. Meanwhile, the application date for the entrance examination for Patna Art College has also been announced. I then traveled 3 hours to Patna, a strange city. When I reached the college there, I got a very beautiful view. All my dreams were present there. I saw an idol while entering through the main gate. In which one army seemed to be teaching to target other soldiers.
Although there were many idols there, this idol attracted me the most and later it became a guide for me. There was a good-to-good painting on the walls as well, seeing this, my mind was repeatedly saying that I wish! Either way, I would have been enrolled in this college. Then after submitting the application, I came back to my house. Now I would often go there and would continue to submit material from my senior to prepare for the theory test and would prepare for the exam with loudness. Then the exam date was fixed and I went there and gave the exam.
I could not pass the BHU examination but I got fifth place in the Patna Art College examination which gave me immense pleasure. When I told you at home, my father and the whole family also got elated. Now I got enrolled in Patna Art College. The dreams that I had dreamed before coming to the examination finally came true. Now there was a curiosity in my mind that when will the class start and what special will be told in it? Eventually, the class date was also fixed. When I reached the class after four days, I found that the methods of sitting and studying are quite different from other subjects. Here, boy or girl, all sit together. On the first day, I was introduced to the class teacher Ajay Chaudhary sir. He was one of the senior teachers there. There was a strange glow on his face and familiarity in things. My mind became more elated after coming in contact with such a decent teacher. Sir, when he came in the classroom, he used to put artwork in the middle and get everyone to paint it, which I liked very much.
Now there was no one to stop me from doing these things, so I was feeling very happy here. Again the second bell rang and the other teacher, whose name was- Dinesh Diwakar sir, entered the class. He was a very humorous person but would get angry at children very quickly. His subject was - commercial art, which I liked very much. In this way, I was introduced to other teachers and teachers like Dinesh sir, Rakhi Maam, Rita Pratap etc. He got everything as he had heard from Asif Bhai, he had also told that a lot of events also happen there. One day a letter was given to us by our seniors which said that it is compulsory for all of you to come to the school's ceremony on April 10 at 9:00 am. We all started discussing among ourselves what is going to happen on 10 April. At that time, seniors also used to do a lot of ragging due to which there was a fear in our minds. But when we all reached there, we got to see a very beautiful view. Our classroom was decorated in a much better way and a stage was also built in it and there was also a welcome party banner at the entrance. When we all entered inside the door, we were also showered with flowers by the seniors and after that Tilak was also applied, then we were all seated in the hall with great respect and the welcome party was started with great pomp. We have also pulled along. This was the golden opportunity for juniors to get introduced to their seniors. In this, juniors and seniors were told about their respective rules.
From the next day, the class started running on time. I used to study very fast according to the teachers and along with my seniors went to the railway station at 4:00 pm every day and did output sketching. In this way, 2 years passed. Now I started living with my classmates outside Art College. I used to come to class like a straightforward boy and then go out. Suddenly one day I came to know about an incident. I was told that one of our seniors, who is quite knowledgeable and also a cartoonist in Hindustan newspaper, but his financial condition is a bit bad, he is being treated badly by teachers. Some children are also supporting them to give them justice, so I too was called to the hostel. Going there, I saw that among all the boys, a very decent man whose name was Gopal was recited, sitting in a quiet posture and some Are telling I listened carefully to his words and was impressed by him. After hearing all the things, I also agreed to support him. What happened was that our seniors were students of a painting faculty and the teacher of that faculty was Rita Pratap who bid her to submit the sectional work and was supposed to be related to the Mughal carpet painting. But he had made and deposited some human figures, which made Mam angry and asked him to bring another painting or else such painting will not be approved. The matter kept progressing slowly and then finally all the teachers together decided to expel them from the college. I actively participated in this movement and gained experience of right and wrong.
In this order, old teachers were removed and new teachers were also appointed, which included Ajay Pandey, Chandrabhushan Srivastava, Shashi Ranjan Vinod, Rita Pratap, Rakhi Kumari, Sangeeta Kumari, Ragini Kumari, etc.
Now I reached the fourth year. In this, I was given the opportunity to choose a special faculty. Although I had decided in the first year that I had to choose idol art itself, in the first 2 years I had not shown any special feats in idol art, so our sculpture department teacher Ajay Pandey sir asked me to choose this faculty Refused to. But I used to think that I can do painting, so I should learn sculpture. I was a little determined, so despite Sir's refusal, I chose the sculpture department itself. There were a total of 7 students in this department. When we used to do our classwork, I was not at all interested in the subject given to me because I believed that art should be related to social questions. I did not like to work on meaningless subjects at all. I used to respect my teachers a lot so that they would not get angry, I used to complete the task in some way but I always kept thinking about some new issues and also tried to separate. Sometimes I would sit in the chamber with Sir and talk to him for a long time on these social issues and his art concerns. As far as I am concerned about my art style, I followed him after seeing the statue of the military in the college, then I was very impressed with the biographies of many such artists, such as Picasso, Ramkinkar Badge, Zainul Abedin, etc. and his art style and biography Has influenced my art style and way of thinking
One day on the occasion of Bihar Day, I had to do a combination of the idol related to the theme and the seniors chose me to apply their patchwork art style to that idol. I too diligently took the task to the end. I was highly praised by the people for that style so that our guru, Ajay Pandey sir was very happy and his respect for me increased.
Here I was also interested in photography, whose teacher was Mazhar Ilahi Sir. Before I enrolled in college, I loved to click photos, so I stubbornly asked Dadaji to buy a Nikon camera of 5000. All the children were there and there used to be DSLR near DSLR. Those people did not know that I also know photography. It was a matter of 1 day I was showing my photography to my senior. He liked my photography very much so he told me- Ritesh! Your photography is very good, so please take advice from Mr. Mazhar sir. At his behest, I went to Sir. There was a crowd of big cameras. I stood there thinking that whether Sir would see my photography or not, finally my turn also came. Sir became happy after seeing my photography and said - Ritesh! Your photography is very good. Hearing this, my courage increased even more. Then I was awarded as the Best Photographer in Photography for 4 consecutive years.
Now I have reached the 5th year of my subject, but till now I could not understand how to tell my guru, Ajay Pandey sir that I do not only think in a democratic way but also the artwork on that subject. Can make Finally, the day has come when I have the opportunity to do something.
On the college's foundation day, I decided to make a life-size sculpture. In three days, I created a statue showing the true truth of today's democracy. In it, a working woman was holding a bundle in one hand which is locked in democracy, and with the other hand was holding a child who was very hungry. Sir was very happy to see that idol and I was praised for that. Then our mentor Ajay Pandey and some of our seniors also advised me that Ritesh! Cast your cement to it and set it here forever, but I could not do so because the economic situation is not strong.
Meanwhile, during the working period of Chandrabhushan Srivastava sir, a big heartbreaking incident occurred in which a child of his own college was falsely accused and beaten by goons. This incident took place in front of me, so I participated very strongly against the activities of the principal and my junior students and teachers also supported me in this fight against hooliganism and taking away the entitlements of students on the college premises. ; In which we won.
Eventually, I passed the first class in my college department. Meanwhile, I also met some student organizations with democratic and revolutionary lines, with whose support I also got an opportunity to read music, speech, acting, and many democratic artists. It is only through these ideas that I have been able to choose the right aspect of art.
Patna Art College had the facility to study till Bachelor degree, so now I chose Mahatma Gandhi Kashi Vidyapeeth University for Master's degree and I got enrolled in Sculpture Department there. Here I got an opportunity to get an education under the patronage of very simple and cheerful talent-rich Mr. Prashant Kumar Vishwakarma sir and I was also fortunate to prepare this short research essay under his patronage. Sometimes the essay was reprimanded for not getting essay right, but I knew that it is not rebuked, but it is Prashant Sir's heartfelt desire that his students do something good. Today I have been able to complete this short research essay with the help of the same rebuke. I also worked in the Mahatma Gandhi Kashi Vidyapeeth Sculpture Company and also received a practical education in making metal sculptures.
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