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Over the town
Oil on canvas
450 x 560 mm
A love story painted by Marc Chagall. That is how love really feels: flying… They fly. He holds Her but she offers the direction, he looks up and back, she looks down and forward. They are such a man and such a woman for each other in that. Is she concerned about the future, and the place, their home, and where they are going next? Is he concerned about the past, that formed him, the past that formed them both, does he understand that all?
And they fly together above Vitebsk or any other little town or a big city. The fly not because they want to have a better view, they fly because they fly.
But at the same time they do see. If they were standing on the ground: there at the fence, lonely but safe, warmly wrapped like that little person hardly visible on the left, they would have been as small, as cold and as lonely and they would have only seen the black fence and the white snow…
But they fly instead, fearless, careless, crazy but so lucky, so very lucky two people…