Marc Chagall (1887-1985)
Property from the Collection of Mrs. Otto Preminger Mr. and Mrs. Otto Preminger. BARCODE 24758284 The name Otto Preminger usually prompts images of a strong-willed and sometimes controversial film director. As with most stereotypes there was much more to the man. True, my father was a film producer and director, but what only his closest friends and family knew was his generosity of spirit, his great love of good food, good wine, and above all, good art. He loved the bounties of life, not as possessions but for their intrinsic beauty. At an early age, my father introduced me to museums and art galleries around the world. Although we did not always see eye to eye when it came to art, he taught me to appreciate and value different artistic aesthetics. I learned to love not only the final result of artistic creation but the creative process itself. We traveled extensively during my early childhood. My mother, brother and I went to film locations around the world with my father as he shot films such as The Cardinal, In Harm's Way, and Advise and Consent. He would take us to the museums of Paris, Rome and London; I was mesmerized by the Chagall stained glass at the Galerie Maeght in Saint-Paul de Vence and adored our Saturday afternoons in New York at The Museum of Modern Art or walking up and down Madison Avenue looking in the galleries. The walls of our townhouse were filled with my father's collection. Over the years the art became part of the family. As in any family, there were bound to be mishaps: like the time my father let the bathtub overflow and a soggy ceiling collapsed above a large Miró hanging in the living room below, or when a precariously balanced Calder mobile kept getting knocked over and reassembled before my father came home. Then there was the Kandinsky, offered in this sale. In 1974, it was stolen from my father's Fifth Avenue office. I remember the excitement and intrigue the incident conjured as detectives arrived at our home and Interpol tapped our phones. The drama ended somewhat anticlimactically, however, when it was found in a gallery in Switzerland and returned without incident. This fortunate childhood lead to what would be for me a lifelong love of art. I studied art history at Smith College and later art law when attending law school. Whether one is fortunate enough to own great artworks or simply afforded the opportunity to view them, the exposure to art is one of the greatest gifts a parent can impart. For that, I thank my father very much. Victoria Preminger Property from the Collection of Mrs. Otto Preminger
Marc Chagall (1887-1985)

L'écuyère en blanc

Details
Marc Chagall (1887-1985)
L'écuyère en blanc
signed 'Chagall' (lower right)
gouache and colored wax crayons on paper
19¾ x 25½ in. (52 x 64.8 cm.)
Painted in 1941
Provenance
Mr. Otto Preminger, New York (by 1956).
By descent from the above to the present owner.
Literature
F. Meyer, Marc Chagall, Life and Work, New York, 1963, p. 437, no. 705 (illustrated).

Lot Essay

Following his move to the United States in April of 1941, Chagall spent the summer months in Connecticut, where Alexander Calder and André Masson lived nearby. Chagall struggled with adapting to his new American environment--he was unable to speak English ('It took me thirty years to learn bad French. English can wait!') and cut off from most of his old contacts. He nevertheless found time to enjoy the frenetic pace of life in New York and the vigor of the variable regional climate. At the same time, as the present work shows, Chagall found comfort in subjects that had given him pleasure throughout his life.

For me a circus is a magic show which appears and disappears like a world. A circus is disturbing, it is profound... It is a magic world, a circus is a timeless game where tears and smiles, the play of the arms and legs take the form of great art. But what do most of these circus people earn? A piece of bread. Night brings them solitude, sadness. Until the next day when the evening flooded with electric lights announces a new old-life. The circus seems to me like the most tragic show on earth. Through the centuries, it has been the most poignant cry in man's search for amusement and joy, it often takes the form of high poetry. I seem to see a Don Quixote in search of an ideal, like that inspired clown who wept and dreamed of human love... (quoted in exh. cat., Chagall: A retrospective, Los Angeles County Museum of Art, p. 196).

It was in the late 1920s, as Chagall was finishing a series of gouaches for Ambroise Vollard based on the fables of La Fontaine, that Vollard invited Chagall and his daughter Ida to the Cirque d'Hiver in Paris. At Vollard's suggestion, Chagall, who already held fond childhood memories of the fleeting visits of the circus to his hometown, executed a second series of nineteen gouaches on the theme of the circus, many of them based on sketches he made in Vollard's private box. The variety of characters and poses in these works were to become elements of Chagall's visual vocabulary that he returned to on many occasions throughout his career.

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