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	Linotype, a method of creating movable type by machine instead of by hand, was introduced in 1884 and marked a significant leap in production speed. Previous to the introduction of linotype machines each individual letter had to be placed on an iron tray before it could be used, a painstakingly slow process. With the introduction of linotype machines the efficiency of the printing press was improved dramatically.		Linotype, a method of creating movable type by machine instead of by hand, was introduced in 1884 and marked a significant leap in production speed. Previous to the introduction of linotype machines each individual letter had to be placed on an iron tray before it could be used, a painstakingly slow process. With the introduction of linotype machines the efficiency of the printing press was improved dramatically.
	[http://library.thinkquest.org/16541/eng/learn/library/content/printing.htm]		[http://library.thinkquest.org/16541/eng/learn/library/content/printing.htm]
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		+	rotogravure tested in england by karel klic
		+	[http://www.codex99.com/photography/113.html]

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 Skyscrapers.
 Cocaine.
-Edison's peep shows.
+Edison's peep shows.[Edison kinetoscope films 1894 -1896
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	Maharani Chimnabai(1) dies of tuberculosis.		Maharani Chimnabai(1) dies of tuberculosis.
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		+	Linotype, a method of creating movable type by machine instead of by hand, was introduced in 1884 and marked a significant leap in production speed. Previous to the introduction of linotype machines each individual letter had to be placed on an iron tray before it could be used, a painstakingly slow process. With the introduction of linotype machines the efficiency of the printing press was improved dramatically.
		+	[http://library.thinkquest.org/16541/eng/learn/library/content/printing.htm]

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	Or I could tell of you of when I first saw his painting. This man with the coal black eyes. I saw him once, I spoke to him, did I tell you? But that is later.		Or I could tell of you of when I first saw his painting. This man with the coal black eyes. I saw him once, I spoke to him, did I tell you? But that is later.
	These paintings that you treat as casually as the sheets on your bed, like the food at the table, like the million things that are given to you that you thrive in the security of, that you imagine are as easy to get as the air that you breathe and the water that you drink ( god willing, let it always be so)these paintings are as important, as precious, as hard earned as those things. This is something you will recognise with time.		These paintings that you treat as casually as the sheets on your bed, like the food at the table, like the million things that are given to you that you thrive in the security of, that you imagine are as easy to get as the air that you breathe and the water that you drink ( god willing, let it always be so)these paintings are as important, as precious, as hard earned as those things. This is something you will recognise with time.

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-The studio is flying high over the city of Nasik, Babarya looks below: the Godavari is a thick thread of silver in the 'land sky', her banks tied to the thin stakes of the pennant like temples which have perched their claws by her. The sky rapidly turns grey from its midnight blue, and then, is dyed pink and orange that breaks into the still blue of morning.
+The studio is flying high over the city of Nasik, Babarya looks below: the Godavari is a thick thread of silver in the 'land sky', her banks tied to the thin stakes of the pennant like temples which have,like small birds, dug their claws into her sides. The sky rapidly turns grey from its midnight blue, and then, is dyed pink and orange that breaks into the still blue of morning.
 The sleeping studio is coming alive. Babarya peers in- wrestlers are swinging wooden lathes above their heads, by the bear cage, two men sit in the breaking light, their hands pulling out a basket full of a purple leaf, another man is stumbling with a basket over his head. A man in a elaborate costume of a doctor, is checking the chests of every man as he passes.

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 The studio is flying high over the city of Nasik, Babarya looks below: the Godavari is a thick thread of silver in the 'land sky', her banks tied to the thin stakes of the pennant like temples which have perched their claws by her. The sky rapidly turns grey from its midnight blue, and then, is dyed pink and orange that breaks into the still blue of morning.
-The sleeping studio is coming alive. Babarya peers in- wrestlers are swinging wooden lathes above their heads, by the bear cage, two men pull out a basket of purple vegetable, another man is stumbling with a basket over his head. A man in a elaborate costume of a doctor, is checking the chests of every man as he passes.
+The sleeping studio is coming alive. Babarya peers in- wrestlers are swinging wooden lathes above their heads, by the bear cage, two men sit in the breaking light, their hands pulling out a basket full of a purple leaf, another man is stumbling with a basket over his head. A man in a elaborate costume of a doctor, is checking the chests of every man as he passes.
 The children are  sleepily lined up in a long corridor, with their chewing sticks, the wrestlers and vegetable carriers are walking past their still forms.  At the end of the corridor two men are fencing in the open verandah, the sound cuts into the morning with the tedium of routine.

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-The studio if flying high over the city of Nasik, Babarya looks below: the Godavari is a thick thread of silver in the 'land sky', her banks tied to the thin stakes of the temple pennants which have perched their claws on her sides. The sky rapidly turns grey from its midnight blue, and then, pink and orange that breaks into the still blue of morning.
+The studio is flying high over the city of Nasik, Babarya looks below: the Godavari is a thick thread of silver in the 'land sky', her banks tied to the thin stakes of the pennant like temples which have perched their claws by her. The sky rapidly turns grey from its midnight blue, and then, is dyed pink and orange that breaks into the still blue of morning.
-The sleeping studio is coming alive. Babarya peers in- wrestlers are swinging wooden lathes above their heads, two men uproot vegetables in the near dawn. Another man is carrying a basket full of the vegetables, over his head. A man, elaborately dressed as a doctor, is checking the chests of every man as he passes.
+The sleeping studio is coming alive. Babarya peers in- wrestlers are swinging wooden lathes above their heads, by the bear cage, two men pull out a basket of purple vegetable, another man is stumbling with a basket over his head. A man in a elaborate costume of a doctor, is checking the chests of every man as he passes.
-The children are  sleepily lined up in a long corridor, with their chewing sticks, the wrestlers and vegetable carriers are briskly going about their business, walking past them. At the end of the corridor two men are fencing, the sound cuts into the morning with the tedium of routine.
+The children are  sleepily lined up in a long corridor, with their chewing sticks, the wrestlers and vegetable carriers are walking past their still forms.  At the end of the corridor two men are fencing in the open verandah, the sound cuts into the morning with the tedium of routine.
 Babarya sees that he and Prabhakar have cornered Mandakini and are getting her to do an imitation of Dada. She does a fine one, pushed against the wall by the crowd of children, and slowly, the adults who gather to see. She pulls in her lips, pushes up her chin at an angle and narrows her eyes significantly, before she speaks, letting her audience enjoy the sight of Dada in repose. And then, imitating his baritone, she says " When there is no paper, then we draw. When there is no training, we make films. What do you call it when light falls on a plate of repulsion?"
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 Photography.
-The others are all besides themselves, laughing. Saravati has joined in.
+The others are all besides themselves, laughing. Saravati is wiping the edges of her eyes, in her mirth.
 Dewan Tanjore Madhav Rao requests Sri Ravi Verma to make [[oleographs]].

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−	The others are all besides themselves, laughing.	+	The others are all besides themselves, laughing. Saravati has joined in.

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−	In the ~~small~~ corridor	+	The studio if flying high over the city of Nasik, Babarya looks below: the Godavari is a thick thread of silver in the 'land sky', her banks tied to the thin stakes of the temple pennants which are clutching onto her banks. The sky rapidly turns grey from its midnight blue, and then, pink and orange that breaks into the still blue of dawn.
		+	The sleeping studio is coming alive. Babarya peers in- wrestlers are swinging wooden lathes above their heads, two men uproot vegetables in the near dawn. Another man is carrying a basket full of the vegetables, over his head. A man, elaborately dressed as a doctor, is checking the chests of every man as he passes.
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		+	The children are sleepily lined up in a long corridor, with their chewing sticks. As the wrestlers, vegetable carriers, walk past them. At the end of the corridor two men are fencing, the sound cuts into the morning with the tedium of routine.
		+	Babarya sees that he and Prabhakar have cornered Mandakini and are getting her to do an imitation of Dada. She does a fine one, pushed against the wall by the crowd of children, and slowly, the adults who gather to see. She pulls in her lips, pushes up her chin and narrows her eyes significantly. And then, imitating his baritone, she says " When there is no paper, then we draw. When there is no training, we make films. What do you call it when light falls on a plate of repulsion?"
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		+	Neelkanth immediately chirps up
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		+	Photography.
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		+	The others are all besides themselves, laughing.