Picasso himself said it about Painters… He said that painting was a blind man’s profession since the Painter paints not what he sees but what he feels. There is no better example of such Painter than Chagall. As you walk through the exhibition*, you can see it when there is joy in the painting, it is there in red and yellow. You can see it when it is blue Continue reading “Chagall, the blind man”
The stars were my best friends. The air was full of legends and phantoms, full of mythical and fairy tale creatures, which suddenly flew away over the roof, so that one was at one with the firmament. (Marc Chagall)
*Here a just a few of the pictures I have taken today at an exhibition of Chagall at the Musee du Luxembourg in Paris. More pictures will be posted soon. Continue reading “Chagall between war and peace (Exhibition at the Musee du Luxembourg, Paris 2013)”
There are many humorous things in the world; among them, the white man’s notion that he is less savage than the other savages.
Quote from Mark Twain, Following the Equator: A Journey Around the World Continue reading “Give him a mask, and he will tell you the truth*”
Give me the Nay and sing, The secret song of eternity.
The laments of the Nay will linger Beyond the decline of existence.
Have you, like me, Chosen the forest dwelling Rather than the castle?
Have you followed the stream And climbed the rocks? Continue reading “The secret song of eternity”
When Abibalus was dead, his son Hiram received the kingdom from him, who, when he had lived fifty-three years, reigned thirty-four. He raised a bank in the large place, and dedicated the golden pillar which is in Zeus‘s temple. He also went and cut down materials of timber out of the mountain called Lebanon, for the roof of temples; and when he had Continue reading “Phoenicia”