Living
memory in lacquer
The ancient art of laaksha is
still alive in the Matale hills
By Kumudini Hettiarachchi
Intricate designs
in lacquer on hara miti, bastham, sesath sticks and poth khamba
or pirith book covers, for which the most important tools are the
fingernails – that's what the remote village of Pallehapuwida
set amidst the beautiful hills and valleys of Matale is famous for.
"We use
the thumbnail of the left hand and the nail of the right sulangilla
(tiny finger) to create beautiful patterns in this industry passed
down to us from our ancestors," says Mahawelige Rajakarunatillekeratnelage
Karunaratne, 78, with justifiable pride explaining the village's
speciality.
Delving deep
into the intricacies involved in lacquer, or laaksha (as he calls
it), Karunaratne says Agulmaduwa in Matara is well known for simple
laaksha mosthara on toys and Hurikaduwa in Maha Nuwara for drums
such as udekki painted with the liyawela. "But it is Matale's
Hapuwida which is famous for lakada walin kendi adala pattern eka
ganna ekata."
When the pattern
goes slightly awry, the fingernails are once again used to right
the wrong. "The complicated but exquisite patterns on one of
a pair of pirith book covers take about 15 days, if I sit the full
day at it," he says, while instructing his daughter, Yamuna
Kumari on how to get the "padama" (right consistency)
for the lakada.
Having been
at the side of her father since she can remember, 40-year-old Yamuna,
one among nine brothers and sisters, is following the paarampaarika
(traditional) laaksha work, like Karunaratne, his father and his
grandfather before him.
Of the 320
families in Pallehapuwida, about 184 families are directly involved
in this trade. Most of the others give a helping hand. "We
can say about 99% are part of this industry," says Karunaratne.
This industry
in Pallehapuwida has its roots embedded in history, he says, tracing
it back to 1635, the time of King Rajasinghe II. The king had sent
out a royal edict through the anda berakaru, from village to village,
that he wanted mura ayuda, window panelling and kitchen utensils
with lacquer work for his palace. A man named Pusappu, in a far-flung
village in the Kandyan kingdom stopped the king's messenger and
said he could do the job.
"Pusappu
was my muththa going back nine generations," says Karunaratne.
That was how it all began, with Pusappu turning out bastham for
different people in different strata - the gods, the kings, the
walauwwa owners, the monks and the common man.
When taken
to the palace to meet the king, Pusappu had been asked what he required.
The ideal raw material he found in an area called Nihabepola Wella
Dolouna. On delivering the goods, the King had been so pleased with
Pusappu's work that he had issued a sannasa for him and his clan
to settle in the area.
Thus accompanied
by 30 people from the King's household and 30 from Pusappu's village,
along with as many gifts as they could carry, with an athinna (cow
elephant) named Hapi thrown in for good measure, Pusappu had set
off for that village.
As they entered
the village, weighed down by royal gifts, Hapi had walked to a waterhole
near a rock and sprawled out comfortably. When the naming of the
village had to be done, recalling the first action of the cow-elephant,
the people had decided to call it Hapihida (where the elephant lay
down), which later became Hapuwida. Because there was a village
on the hill above, it had finally been called Pallehapuwida.
From those humble beginnings muththa after muththa had engaged in
laaksha work. When the British captured Kandy, they too had recognized
his ancestors' work by appointing one of them as an arachchi (headman).
How his ancestors
and even Karunaratne in his heyday got the colours is a fascinating
revelation. The men would forage in the jungle in November and December
for the tiny nests of the laaksha insect found on twigs. To prevent
harm to this miniscule insect, which Karunaratne says is about 1/16th
the size of an aba ate (mustard seed), the men would cut some of
the tree branches and let them hang down. "Fearing that the
tree was dying the insect would move to another, allowing us to
scrape the tiny nests off without harming them," he says. The
nest is the size of a coffee bean and a full day in the jungle would
yield only about two serus of what they dubbed "bora"
lakada as it had impurities in it.
The men would
take this prized collection to the village, wash it thoroughly in
a sieve, dry it and send the contents, once again, through the lakada
penduwa. The final product kept as the "maw (mother) lakada"
is brownish in colour. Small pieces of the "maw lakada"
are heated up and two sticks used to "kahata adinna" (pull
out threads) and work the main pattern. The colour given out by
these threads is golden. To fill in the other primary colours such
as red, yellow and blue, minerals or stones were crushed. Black
came from the soot that settled on the sides of a lamp when a banana
leaf was held over the flame.
"These
colours lasted hundreds of years," says Karunaratne, adding
that now imported dyes are used because the earlier processes were
tedious and complicated. "We ask our customers what they want,
whether they prefer the old colours. That would cost more but last
longer." Some of the raw material, collected by him decades
ago, had been removed by people who came to study and research this
ancient trade, he laments.
Keeping an
eye on daughter Yamuna pulling the lakada threads he laughs, "If
the heat is too hot it will melt, if it is too cold it will go waste.
It has to be just right. If you make a mistake you burn your fingers."
The income from their backbreaking work is sufficient to keep the
home fires burning, he says censuring the young ones "who have
got into trousers" and are reluctant to sit on the floor at
this task for the whole day.
Now more and
more machine-painted stuff is flooding the market, he grumbles.
As his toddler grandchild, the apple of his eye, climbs on to his
lap Karunaratne's fervent hope is that before he dies, he will be
able to pass on his skill to the tiny tot. |