Robert Melville Grindlay

Robert Grindlay never stayed in one place long enough to get bored. The Scotsman bounced between India and England, painting what he saw: bazaars jammed with rice and grains, goldsmiths hunched over tiny cups, and the emerald glow of Bombay streets at dusk. He loved the chaos of markets and the quiet pride of the people in them, but never pretended to be an explorer, his brush stayed close to the everyday.

Look up Vendor of Rice and Other Grains in the Bazaar, Baroda, Guzerat, it’s a 200-year-old snapshot you can almost smell.