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To avoid disappointment in art; one mustn’t treat it as a career。 Despite
whatever great artistic sense and talent a man might possess; he ought to seek
money and power elsewhere to avoid forsaking his art when he fails to receive
proper pensation for his gifts and efforts。
Black recounted how he’d met one by one all of the master illustrators and
calligraphers of Tabriz by making books for pashas; wealthy Istanbulites and
patrons in the provinces。 All these artists; I learned; were impoverished and
overe by the futility of their lot。 Not only in Tabriz; but in Mashhad and
Aleppo; many miniaturists had abandoned working on books and begun
making odd single…leaf pictures—curiosities that would please European
travelers—even obscene drawings。 Rumor has it that the illuminated
manuscript Shah Abbas presented to Our Sultan during the Tabriz peace treaty
has already been taken apart so its pages could be used for another book。
Supposedly; the Emperor of Hindustan; Akbar; was throwing so much money
around for a large new book that the most gifted illustrators of Tabriz and
Kazvin quit what they were doing and flocked to his palace。
As he told me all of this; he pleasantly interjected other stories as well; for
example; he described with a smile the entertaining story of a Mehdi forgery
or the frenzy that erupted among the Uzbeks when the idiot prince sent to
them by the Safavids as a hostage to peace fell feverishly ill and dropped dead
within three days。 Even so; I could tell from the shadow that fell across his face
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