“My hands were too soft. I had to find some special occupation, some kind of work that would not force me to turn away from the sky and the stars, that would allow me to discover the meaning of life.”
Noe et l’ Arc-en-ciel Musee National Marc Chagall, Nice
Le Paradis Musee National Marc Chagall, Nice
I took these photographs in the Musee National Marc Chagall in Nice. This gallery has to be one of the finest little galleries in the world: the setting, the building and the art fusing in dreamy synergy that captures the humanity, joyousness, and all round good spirits of Marc Chagall. He was a man who created in all media. He saw his work “not the dream of one people but of all humanity”.
Or as André Breton put it, “under his sole impulse, metaphor made its triumphal entry into modern painting.”
And then there is his use of colour. Picasso probably has the last word on that: “When Matisse dies, Chagall will be the only painter left who understands what colour really is.”
Marc Chagall (1887-1985)
Tish Farrell 