and it’s a *dancing* tara, he says.

and i’ve never come across anywhere else where the weather can be so different from one part of the island to another. you can stand on one of the ridges between one valley and another and look one way to a brown, parched landscape which hasn’t seen rain in weeks and turn the other way to see a valley shrouded in mist/cloud and under heavy rain.

I emailed Ashavajit about the rupa and he obtained it from one of the shops at the last Order Convention in Wymondham. he thinks the shop obtains his images from nepal and he himself thinks the rupa is Nepalese from origin.