When they first came to measure it, I asked if it was necessary to protect the floor. They just smiled, and said no. It was true.
First, they drew the the main lines on the wall, with pencils: the trees, the branches, a few animals.
Then, they started painting, using only small jars of paint and very thin brushes. See how the wrist supports the hand that paints, so the lines are even?
The young boy who was with them is the son of the man, above, and they assured me that he was 16 years old, even though he does not look a day older than 12.
And here is the wall.
I love looking at all the details, like these ladies drying a sari...