Whoever considers Chagall a bad artist, or not an artist at all, I urge them to call themselves foolish and refrain from deluding themselves into thinking they know anything about true art. ❯❯❯
SHAGALS WORLDA violinist in tears, an artist, plays.Fences are leaning to the side.Such sadness overcomes me,As if lifes expiration date has arrived.Lovers fly through the sky – Below them, the city is empty.A magical world that doesnt exist – It shines fo ❯❯❯
VITEBSK MOTIFS1Dilapidated, bluish Vitebsk.In the layered clouds,Is it steam or a knight?I wish for days of sunshine.Crooked fences,Perhaps those little houses are cozy.When you hear conversations,It means that the days arent so absurd.And the artist with ❯❯❯
Chagalls joyful world – Even when the landscapeSeems to offer little joy.What flight cannot be relinquished?Here, the possibility of flightIs simply and clearly given.A magnificent noteAppears – does it sound?It is destined to resonate.If the soul doesnt t ❯❯❯
MYSTERYGrave clusters of mysteries.Full of juice,Berries of action.If we are reproached for hypocrisy -Well, we will die without guilt.A spiral staircase,Stone, worn with age,I see black cracksBetween its steps.Around it, the grandeur of Egypt -Or another ❯❯❯
Theres no need to doubt - you are still alive, and the cool night air is above your head.
The Madonna leans in and sings softly. This midnight is bottomless - it is her heart.
You are in a cradle of silence and blue, and the chestnuts are busy - yard sorcerers.
No embarrassment, no pain, only a tickle in your throat. Is this why Elohim bara את השמים והארץ, created heaven and earth, and continues to create this universe, and the courtyard entering osmosis with it.
A light scent of metal from cooling roofs, this Chagall color, under which you are blissful?
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He walks his orbit today, since a time we dont know - a childs pillow, Vitebsk, a childs rocking horse, Bethlehem.
In fulfillment of an ancient covenant between Him and our longing - a blue mint candy behind a childs blue cheek.
Rejoice, lilac. Exult, Isaiah. Reflect in the puddles, streetlights. This barefoot Jewish girl... Do you know who the Jewish girl is talking to?
The stars go by, large like sheep, raising pink dust. With the silence of a deep well, Rachel calls the traveler.
She calls with a poplar branch, scattering thick fluff into the earthly mud. This fairy tale turned out to be long and intricate, like script.
Script, linden trees, linden trees and chestnuts, a childs rocking horse, neigh-neigh. This barefoot child... Do you know who his Parent is?
The quality of most of the images is awful; they are poorly made and hastily done. Even the captions were too lazy to add, with unclear numbers and gibberish instead. ❯❯❯
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From Vitebsk
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Theres no need to doubt -
you are still alive,
and the cool night air
is above your head.
The Madonna leans in
and sings softly.
This midnight is bottomless -
it is her heart.
You are in a cradle
of silence and blue,
and the chestnuts are busy -
yard sorcerers.
No embarrassment, no pain,
only a tickle in your throat.
Is this why
Elohim bara את השמים והארץ,
created heaven and earth,
and continues to create
this universe, and the courtyard
entering osmosis with it.
A light scent of metal
from cooling roofs,
this Chagall color,
under which you are blissful?
-2-
He walks his orbit today,
since a time we dont know -
a childs pillow, Vitebsk,
a childs rocking horse, Bethlehem.
In fulfillment of an ancient covenant
between Him and our longing -
a blue mint candy
behind a childs blue cheek.
Rejoice, lilac. Exult, Isaiah.
Reflect in the puddles, streetlights.
This barefoot Jewish girl...
Do you know who the Jewish girl is talking to?
The stars go by, large like sheep,
raising pink dust.
With the silence of a deep well,
Rachel calls the traveler.
She calls with a poplar branch,
scattering thick fluff into the earthly mud.
This fairy tale turned out to be long
and intricate, like script.
Script, linden trees, linden trees and chestnuts,
a childs rocking horse, neigh-neigh.
This barefoot child...
Do you know who his Parent is?
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