Living in Banepa, Nepal, I did not get to see much in the way of arts and culture …. Actually, I did experience a lot of culture in Banepa throughout my every day – the food I ate everyday and for festivals, the daily commute on local buses and all that comes with that. And the likes of Lok, Neecal his daughter and Rashil the sarangi teacher allowing me to tag along on the Nepalese early morning exercise (walks & yoga), temple visits, getting things made at the tailor like a regular Banepan (I made that up, I have no clue what people from Banepa are referred to).
I was brought along to various concerts, living gods dancing & drinking on the streets (NavaDurgas) … I could go on. I guess what I am really referring to is organized art like the Bowen Island Arts Council put on so brilliantly. Maybe I am spoiled at home! In fairness, had I lived in Kathmandu, I would have had much more exposure to the arts in Nepal. But I digress. I went searching for an arts council-like organization here in Dhaka and came up with the Bengal Foundation, who seem to be the umbrella organization for bringing the arts to the masses here in Dhaka. Woohoo!
I attended my first art exhibition today “Water in Light” – an interesting architectural exhibition on the connection between water and light, particularly in a country like Bangladesh, which is in the low-lying Ganges Delta. Check it out. Looks like there are plenty more upcoming events, I’ll keep you posted of anything that is interesting. I sure hope they have some documentaries showing.
One gripe (and it is not about the heat – have you noticed I have not complained about the heat? It’s an attempt to maintain my sanity and believe the heat is a non-issue). Back to my new gripe. I refer to the Lonely Planet set of guidebooks as the Lying Planet – why? Because their information is almost always wrong. I am now adding Google Maps to the list, at least here in Dhaka. What Goog-Lie Maps told me would be a 10-min walk, ended up being a one-hour walk in the midday sun to get to see the exhibition. It’s not the length of the walk, I had already done my two-hour exercise walk earlier this morning in preparation for the Camino. It’s the not wearing the right shoes for an hour’s walk and the midday sun part. So I guess I am slipping in a complaint about the heat, only because Google Maps gave me incorrect directions. It’s not the first time either Goog-Lie Maps got it wrong. And before there are any snide remarks, I double checked when I got home and they were wrong. It wasn’t me … for once.