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James Fenton
I must have landed in the foothills, for the first impressions I had were of piles of rocks, as if emptied casually from a bag. And among these rocks and cactuses, a leafless tree with yellow flowers, a profuse flowerer, unfamiliar to me. Well, some things have to be unfamiliar; I have never visited this part of the world before.
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David Shulman
In Tabo—Gods of Light, Peter van Ham, an authority on early Indo-Tibetan art, has given us a splendid photographic record of the mid-11th-century masterpieces of this remote monastery in India’s arid, wind-swept Spiti Valley—the most intact of all early medieval Buddhist artistic sites in the Western Himalaya.
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