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His first project, begun earlier this year, is the home of Radha-Damodara—one of the many Deities originally installed by Gaudiya Vaishnava saints in Krishna’s birthplace of Vrindavana, and later given over to the care of Jaipur kings when Muslims invaded Vrindavana in 1670.
Born into a family of artists, 29-year-old Kuvaleshaya Dasa called the acclaimed muralist, fresco painter, and sculptor Bernard Zakheim “grandfather.” His father Nara-Narayan Dasa, meanwhile, was the art director of the Bhaktivedanta Book Trust from 1975 to 1980, and has run his own successful art restoration business, Nathan Zakheim Associates, since 1974.
Nara-Narayan’s expertise proved invaluable to the young Kuva, who opted to learn his craft as his father’s apprentice—often restoring BBT paintings—rather than going to college.
Later, working for his father’s business, Kuva began to receive major contracts from local municipalities, including a three-year project for the City of Los Angeles, restoring and relocating eleven murals that were painted along its freeways.
In 2008, Kuva established his own company, Zakheim Art Conservation. There, he continued to land prestigious projects, such as the relocation of twelve murals by celebrated British street artist Banksy from an art loft in downtown Los Angeles to the living room of a private collector.
Kuva explains the skill involved: “They were painted on a brick wall,” he says. “So we replicated the wall’s texture and created a fiberglass replica of it, then remounted only the paint layer onto the replica wall, so that it was transportable.”
But Kuva found that the more successful he became, the more he lost touch with what really mattered to him: his spiritual life.
“I was spending all my time meeting and trying to impress superficial people in the LA art scene, pursuing name and fame, and trying be a part of something that thought it was deep but was really meaningless and profane,” he says. “I thought, ‘How did this happen? I used to make the turbans for Lord Jagannath. I used to help decorate the temple for festivals. And now I have no time for that.’”
Then, in 2009, it all fell apart. The economy crashed, and the City of Los Angeles was in a crisis. Employees were fired, funding for projects cut.
In a more introspective mood, Kuva began eating his lunch at the New Dwaraka ISKCON temple. Seeing so many devotees who had been consistently engaged in service to Krishna for as long as he could remember, he began to think: “I wish I was like them—so steady and dedicated.”
Days later, he got a phone call from the management at ISKCON’s Krishna Balarama Mandir in Vrindavana, asking him if he could finish a restoration project he’d begun on ten Krishna paintings in 2008. He took it as a sign from the Lord, and flew to India to finish the service.
But Krishna’s plan for Kuva had only just begun. While in Vrindavana, he made friends with ISKCON Coventry, UK temple president Haridas, who invited him to
take a day-trip to Jaipur. There, the two were hosted by a wealthy businessman, who took them to visit the city’s temples, including Radha-Damodara Mandir.
“The Deities there are beautiful—Radha-Damodara themselves were carved by the Vaishnava saint Srila Rupa Goswami and given to his contemporary Jiva Goswami to worship; and Radha-Vrindavana Chandra were the personal Deities of Chaitanya Charitamrita author Krishna Dasa Kaviraja,” Kuva says.
“But it was very difficult for me to properly concentrate on them. Over the years, my eyes have been trained to see the defects in artwork, and as I looked at all the beautiful decorations and fresco paintings on every surface of the temple, I saw that many were run-down, broken, or missing. What’s more, someone had begun painting over the elaborate original artwork with very simple, crude lines in an effort to fix things—which had instead resulted in even worse damage.”
Promptly, the businessman said, “If you stay here in Jaipur, and restore this temple as service, I’ll pay for all the materials you’ll need.”
“It was so ironic,” Kuva says. “I’d just been praying to Krishna for some service, saying that I was sick of running my art restoration business; that my life had been ruined by bad association and aspirations for material fame. Of course, with his dry humor, Krishna said, ‘Fine—you don’t want to do art restoration as a business? Then do it as service!”
Kuva agreed to the proposal. His first step was to tell a local Jaipur friend he’d known from the US, explaining that he’d like to meet someone who could give him the history of the temple and connect him with artisans—perhaps a curator or conservator of the City Palace Museum.
“In true Indian-style, it was like, ‘Oh yes, my cousin-brother knows this person,’ and they knew someone else, who knew someone else,” Kuva recalls. “It seemed sure to be a big, dragged-out process where I would end up not having found what I was looking for but having met everyone’s family members.”
He was wrong. Through what he calls “a series of divinely-inspired miscommunications,” Kuva suddenly found himself meeting with the Princess of Jaipur herself, Diya Kumari.
“Once I had gotten over my initial nervousness—do I curtsey? No, that’s what girls do… how on earth do you greet a princess?—I described the project to her,” he says. “Within a short time, she had connected me with all the technical experts and artisans who have since proven so invaluable.”
Encouraged, Kuva set to work.
“There are three significant types of art at Radha-Damodara,” he explains. “First, there are wall frescos—called fresco secco—made with lime plaster and painted with fresh pigments. Then there are decorative features on walls and pillars made with a highly polished lime plaster with a glossy smooth finish that replicates the appearance of marble. And finally, there is mirror work made with little squares of convex mirror that create a nice texture and glow.”
All of these had been damaged. Some had been scratched, or blackened with soot from ghee lamps. The plaster was a particular problem—the leaky roof had let water in, which had run down through the plaster, taking huge chunks of it off. “Also, not unlike our ISKCON temples, nails had been driven straight into the plaster to decorate for festivals without consideration of the outcome to the artwork,” says Kuva. “And when they were pulled out, they’d pulled a whole plug of plaster out with them and left bullet holes everywhere.”