Village life. Love. A surreal God. Who fills life with a robust and spirited ale. Optimism. A world open to the Good. Immune to the hostile outside world in Russia. And the coming storm in Europe. It is as if he were a prisoner of his love. Blinded by a life that no longer existed. And without the help of friends and strangers he might have been a victim of that love. In some ways he was a glorious fool.
I love Chagall’s work. And looking at it I realized how many pieces of mine were unconsciously influenced by his style. Although he was a painter, he worked in almost every medium. And there is about his work the look of the collage.
I love Chagall’s work. And looking at it I realized how many pieces of mine were unconsciously influenced by his style. Although he was a painter, he worked in almost every medium. And there is about his work the look of the collage.
I love Chagall’s work. And looking at it I realized how many pieces of mine were unconsciously influenced by his style. Although he was a painter, he worked in almost every medium. And there is about his work the look of the collage. I have included one of my pieces.
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