I loved to draw from a young age. The first serious artwork I was proud of that didn't involve random concentric circles dotted with multi-colored felt-tip pens was created when I was five years old. One summer afternoon I drew a goat in nature on white paper in lines. To her left flies a butterfly larger than the sun, smiling from the right corner of the paper. I remember being delighted with my shrimp, which you can imagine as an amateur mix of Picasso and Dali. And my mother was also amazed, so much so that to this day that drawing hangs in our hallway.
I couldn't even imagine that the goat was an important symbol of a painter who a few years later would become one of my favorite creators - Marc Chagall.
Two and a half months ago, just a few days after I arrived in Milan, I found out that from March 16, Chagall's works will be exhibited in the Mudec gallery. I could hardly wait for the first wave of crowds to pass so that I could get to know Chagall more intimately in peace (although it is never peaceful in Milan).
Two and a half months ago, just a few days after I arrived in Milan, I found out that from March 16, Chagall's works will be exhibited in the Mudec gallery. I could hardly wait for the first wave of crowds to pass so that I could get to know Chagall more intimately in peace (although it is never peaceful in Milan).
I couldn't even imagine that the goat was an important symbol of a painter who a few years later would become one of my favorite creators - Marc Chagall.
The exhibition space is in blue, green and red - colors that are very present in Chagall's work, and as you follow the chronological development of Chagall as a painter, the song "Nacht Aktion" from the film Schindler's List is heard. Representation of the family and their shared moments, religious elements, Jewish suffering in the Second World War, the White woman who is the inspiration of many paintings, are just some of the main themes that make Chagall's work recognizable and impressive. It is futile now to describe the entire exhibition and each picture individually. What is still worth describing is the feeling that Chagall conveyed to me - love. Love that knows no war, hunger, misery. The love that is always above everything, above the bridge of the ruined city, the love that floats next to the goat that plays the violin because only love can do that. Love for man and nature, the omnipresent guiding thought. Cliché, you might think, but it really is. Few artists know how to convey exactly this pure and uncorrupted thought about love and happiness, and in my opinion, this is Chagall's genius. As Anna Scott (Julia Roberts) says in Notting Hill: [Chagall] represents what love should look like. Happiness is not happiness without a goat that plays the violin. Miona Dinić
