The Acrobat Rider 1959

Marc Chagall's 'The Acrobat Rider' has the feeling of something emerging from a dream, a dance between reality and imagination using simple black ink. Can you feel the artist figuring things out as he goes? I imagine him drawing and redrawing, pushing and pulling the ink, trying to capture something so fleeting. There is an energy in the lines, like a burst of music or a sudden memory. It makes you want to grab some charcoals and get your hands dirty! That arching line of the animal’s back is so full of movement, bending towards the earth. I think about other artists like Picasso who were also trying to capture a similar feeling of lightness and freedom. It's like they were all talking to each other across time, saying, "Hey, look at this!" I think making art is all about listening and responding, so maybe we can continue the conversation.