Le Cirque; One Plate 1967

Marc Chagall made this print, "Le Cirque," and it's like a dream caught on paper. The colors feel buoyant. Look at how the yellow sings! I imagine Chagall hovering over the plate, moving his tools with a mix of precision and whimsy. The circus comes to life not as a spectacle, but as a tender memory. Those blue and green figures with their musical instruments in the upper section of the scene remind me of his Russian folk heritage. I think about other painters, like Matisse, and how he brought a sense of joy through color and form. Artists are always talking to each other, you know, across time and space. Each mark here feels intentional, yet free, and that freedom is contagious. What if he thought of his own work, and life, as a circus? I wonder.