Moishe Segal, Mark Zacharovič Šagalov, Marc Chagall. Three identity for a jew Russian born in a summer of 1887, a human naturalizzatosi and died French, in the spring of 1985. Marc Chagall (in that name we keep the memory of his 98 years of life), has woven for us wonderful fabric, filled with color and love, where we can observe Cossack pogroms and pallets of herring, St. Petersburg, and a girl named Bella – daughter of goldsmiths – what will be his wife.
“When I found him whom my heart, hugged him tight and not let him go until I had brought in my mother’s house, in the room of my parent.”
“Arise, kite, and you, Austro, come, blowing in my garden may flow out its aromas. Let my beloved come into his garden, and eat his pleasant fruits.”
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