I don’t really know why I love Chagall’s paintings. There’s a feeling to them that is sort of indescribable. I love the calm cool colors contrasting with the vibrant warm colors. I am so interested in Chagall’s personal history and how is life is reflected in his art. I love magical realism in literature and in art. I love the confusion and inspiration of seeing his paintings.
I saw a huge Chagall exhibit at SFMOMA a few years back. I was amazed at the skill and the stories in Chagall’s paintings. It blew me away to be quite honest.
When I was last in Paris, I missed his famous Opera ceilings (I will rectify this gross error next summer), but I did get to see his incredible stained glass at the UN building in New York. It’s amazing how he made glass look like paint.