I don’t read recently so much, but I used to love books and often to be in the library. Perhaps I found one of Chagall’s portfolios in a corner of bookshelves while choosing books and his paintings must have fascinated me when I opened the book.
Since then I often took it home to gaze on his works well. What I remember well is that the lending slip of the portfolio has only my names at the elementary school. At last I had an opportunity to see genuine pictures by Chagall last Sunday!
At the exhibition, Chagall’s early works are gathered many, such as his etching works in 1914 and paintings in 1922, which are his works before he left Russia. The exhibition has the wall paintings of the Jewish Theater in Moscow. Those are spectacular. His paintings in his times in Paris and the Unites States and also his recent works are also displayed. I had a really good time there.