For Painter Marc Chagall, it is a daily baptism in color, an immersion in what is natural, uncontrived, and miraculously innocent.
For Painter Marc Chagall, it is a daily baptism in color, an immersion in what is natural, uncontrived, and miraculously innocent.
It inevitably tells a fiction, not an entirely false one--they really did sit there drinking beer at a table--but something entirely contrived to look uncontrived.