A living trace

Vaishnavi Patil

Manjot Kaur, [artist drawing], undated. Photo by Manjot Kaur. Image courtesy the artist.

South Asian painting is often defined by exquisite control, each image rendered with remarkable precision. We immediately admire the vibrancy of pigment, the delicate outlines, the layered color. But look closer—at a single eyelash, a strand of hair, or the flow of a robe—and the mastery reveals itself as deeply material, not only technical.

The brush, though often overlooked, is vital to the tradition. Artists use specialized brushes crafted from natural materials, each chosen for its unique feel and expression. Squirrel tail hair, valued for its curve and fine point, is ideal for delicate outlines. Mongoose hair gives firmer, springier strokes, its “snap” perfect for expressive linework. Goat hair or fine cow ear strands hold water well, creating smooth, even fills. Each brush is more than just a tool. It is an extension of the artist’s body, responsive and intuitive.

But what does it mean to paint with a living trace? What relationships are embedded in each gesture—between artist, animal, and surface? Perhaps we should think of animal hair not just as a material, but an active collaborator. This reframes painting as a dialogue with the more-than-human. The tense stroke made with a mongoose-hair brush, for example, not only reflects the artist’s control, but also holds the memory of the animal’s body. The brushstroke, in this sense, is co-authored.

Each brush made with animal hair behaves uniquely. Manjot Kaur, a contemporary Indian artist, says that her favorite squirrel-hair brush has a natural curl that allows for uninterrupted strokes—ideal for rendering feathers in birds’ faces, a recurring motif in her paintings. The base holds a small reservoir of color, releasing it gradually in a controlled flow. Length and softness determine the pressure possible, not only from the hand, but through the brush’s own structure.

Manjot Kaur, The Convocation of Eagles, from the series Chthonic Beings, 2025. Gouache and watercolor on paper. 22 13/16 x 31 1/2 inches. Courtesy of the artist Manjot Kaur and mor charpentier.

Kaur doesn’t merely wield the brush, then—she listens to it. Knowledge arises through touch: the paper’s drag, the bristles’ tension, the pigment’s wetness. This is the embodied knowledge anthropologist Tim Ingold describes when he writes, “making is thinking.” Knowledge flows through repetition and gesture—through hand as much as mind.

Traditionally, brushes were not store-bought but handmade, sometimes by artists themselves, sometimes by specialist artisans with generations of skill. The craft of making a squirrel-hair brush involves separating, aligning, and binding each strand by hand. It is a tactile choreography, a quiet intimacy that transforms raw material into a living extension of the maker’s body.

This tactile knowing resonates across cultures. Orhan Pamuk, in his novel My Name Is Red, portrays Ottoman brushes as objects of discipline and devotion—personal, symbolic, and spiritual. In South Asian painting, where the mastery of the line carries immense weight, the brush is central. Art historian Molly Aitken, similarly, notes how Rajput lines carry emotional agency. A line can pulse, hesitate, shiver, or sing. To achieve this nuance, artists cultivate an intimate, haptic relationship with their brushes. Gestures have a physicality that is beyond illustration—they materialize, turning the page into a textured, expressive field. The painting is not just visual but “visceral.” We feel it even when only looking.

Indian, “A Nayika and Her Lover: Page from a Dispersed Rasamanjari Series (Blossom Cluster of Delight),” ca. 1660-1670. Manuscript folio. Harvard Art Museums/Arthur M. Sackler Museum, Gift of John Kenneth Galbraith, 1972.74. Photo © President and Fellows of Harvard College. Harvard Art Museums collections online, Nov 03, 2025.

The duration of paintings means that they preserve the life of mongoose, squirrels, and goats, even centuries later. They trace the artistic contribution of these animals as co-participants, not passive resources. Each stroke carries the history of hands that shaped and animals that gave —though not willingly. The Indian grey mongoose, though legally protected, is still trapped for its hair. A single animal yields little, and hundreds are killed annually for the art market. The brush, an instrument of beauty, is made possible only through harm. While celebrating this form of material intelligence, then, we must also acknowledge its cost. As we of the Anthropocene know all too well, no gesture is untouched by ecological consequence.

I end where miniature painting often begins: with the line. In South Asian miniature painting, this is a gesture felt through bodies, shaped by materials, and legible across centuries. By focusing on the brush, we see these paintings anew: not only as works of human brilliance, but as a multispecies achievement.


Vaishnavi Patil is a Research Associate for South and Southeast Asian Art at The Metropolitan Museum of Art. She received her PhD in the History of Art and Architecture from Harvard University in 2025, where her dissertation examined goddess imagery in the religious art of South Asia. Her broader research interests include materiality and cross-cultural exchange. She has previously contributed to curatorial projects at the Harvard Art Museums and The Met, including Tree & Serpent: Early Buddhist Art in India, 200 BCE–400 CE (2023), and worked on the digital humanities initiative Mapping Color in History, conducting research on South Asian paintings and drawings.

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