Chagall in Ferrara

Annamaria on Monday

Exactly a week ago from the time this blog launches, I was on my way to meet up with some friends for a few days in the city of Ferrara, a place I have not been to for a few decades.  I have a lot to report on what turned out to be a wonderful experience, but for today I will begin by sharing the first stop on our tour, a massive exhibition of the work of Marc Chagall.

I am beginning with a poem about the artist, because it is very dear to my heart.  You see, shortly after I first met my dear departed husband David, the first time he and I were together when someone mentioned Chagall. The two of us, simultaneously, began to recite Lawrence Ferlinghetti's poem. Here it is in all its delightful glory, thanks to The Poetry Foundation: 

 Don’t Let That Horse . . .

By Lawrence Ferlinghetti

Don’t let that horse

                              eat that violin

    cried Chagall’s mother

                                     But he   

                      kept right on

                                     painting

And became famous

And kept on painting

                              The Horse With Violin In Mouth

And when he finally finished it

he jumped up upon the horse

                                        and rode away   

          waving the violin

And then with a low bow gave it

to the first naked nude he ran across

And there were no strings   

                                     attached

The exhibition was massive.  Impossible to cover thoroughly.  I chose to show you the following, which I selected in my own usual, wacky way. Included are Pictures that have a horse and a violin, or maybe one or the other. Images that I particularly liked. And one only because it has an angel. I hope you like them.

I am beginning with a portrait of the young artist, mostly because he was quite beautiful.

The rest are presented in the only way allowed by Blogger:random.

I always choose a picture I would take home.

This was th one for me.  

   

The Angel

The Horse and the Violin, etc.

Apologies for the crooked pix.  They were taken by a short person in crowded galleries.