Rajsthan, the land of hills and valleys, deserts and beautiful colours. Rajsthan, the land of joy and sorrow, cowardice and velour. Rajsthan the land lusted after by conquerors and loved by its countrymen. And we see it all in the work of unknown men in little workshops, who sought to tell in pictures of the life of their gods, of their rulers, of their legends and their poetry, of women and of love ... a visual legacy of times lost in the sands of time. And so we go back in time. We reach out to touch the sheer muslin of gauzy veils, we look at reflections in lotus-covered ponds, we travel the pathways with bygone kings, and we shadow them in their battles and partake of their banquets... We… Click here to read more