An account of Huta's sadhana & the grace showered on her by The Mother - especially how Mother prepared her for painting the series: 'Meditations on Savitri'.
The Mother : Contact On Savitri
This book tells the story of how Huta came to the Ashram and began her work with the Mother. It presents a detailed account of how the Mother prepared and encouraged her to learn painting and helped her to create two series of paintings: the 472 pictures comprising Meditations on Savitri and the 116 pictures that accompanied the Mother's comments titled About Savitri. During their meetings, where the Mother revealed her visions for each painting by drawing sketches and explaining which colours should be used, the unique importance of Savitri and the Mother's own experiences connected to the poem come clearly into view. The book is also a representation of Huta's sadhana, her struggles and her progress, and the solicitude and grace showered on her by the Mother.
THEME/S
On 10th November 1961 the Mother explained picture fourteen to me.
Here where our half-lit ignorance skirts the gulfs On the dumb bosom of the ambiguous earth, Here where one knows not even the step in front And Truth has her throne on the shadowy back of doubt, On this anguished and precarious field of toil Outspread beneath some large indifferent gaze, Impartial witness to our joy and bale, Our prostrate soil bore the awakening ray. ||1.36||
In connection with the words 'the shadowy back of doubt' the Mother told me with gesture:
Paint a sharp downward curve.
She referred me to her own sketch.
As always the Mother saw the painting in the afternoon.
The next morning picture number fifteen was introduced by her:
The excess of beauty natural to God-kind Could not uphold its claim on time-born eyes; Too mystic-real for space-tenancy Her body of glory was expunged from heaven: The rarity and wonder lived no more. ||1.43|| There was the common light of earthly day. ||1.44||
When she saw the painting in the afternoon the Mother remarked:
The Truth has gone from the Earth.
I was alarmed and said:
Oh, no, Mother, She has not gone; if She has withdrawn She will surely come back!
The Mother smiled and assured me:
Ah! Yes, in a form of Savitri!
She interpreted the sixteenth picture.
Affranchised from the respite of fatigue Once more the rumour of the speed of Life Pursued the cycles of her blinded quest. ||1.45|| All sprang to their unvarying daily acts; The thousand peoples of the soil and tree Obeyed the unforeseeing instant's urge, And, leader here with his uncertain mind, Alone who stares at the future's covered face, Man lifted up the burden of his fate. ||1.46||
On seeing the painting, she said:
In this painting, there is a purpose behind. One likes to see it over and over again. Man is an ignorant being and yet he is an exception in Nature.
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