Albert Marquet: the artist who knew how to write rock, water and air
 

The other day I wrote one of my friends: Not so long ago, I suddenly thought that the hardest-write the sky. You did not pay attention to the fact that there are lots of pictures, which, generally speaking, like - until you look at the sky, but as you look, there's everything and ends: dirty, or padded, or fat, short, lousy the sky, and now already does not want to watch?

Albert Marquet as nobody knew how to write Parisian stone embankments and bridges, slate roofs of Paris ... His element-stone and water, gray and gray Seine Cité island with the Palais de Justice, Notre Dame and the Prefecture of Police. The main thing with him - that sky, clear sky gray Parisian days, namely in those days Paris truly mesmerizing.

Art Marche unknown paroxysms. He, like Schubert's lone traveler, quietly sings his song of the Paris quays, snow or sun-scorched lead, and the song is known to him alone.

Yesterday closed his show, very good, in the Paris Museum of the Navy. And today is just day Marche - per night suddenly piled snow, and gray day ...

In my opinion, the depressed man was ... really masterfully painted, but very sad.

As for me it lyrically and subtly sensuous, adjusted.

Book.
 

There is a beautiful view book about him written by his wife. The houses look, and tomorrow I'll write the name. Very entertaining reading! :))

Markov, copy to \ m 35x50. 1960.

In 1934, Mark came to Leniegrad and met with local artists, with Lapshin, Stipa, N. Emelyanov.
Lapshin, now called a follower of Marche.
At the salon three years ago was a compilation of Lapshin. My friend was surprised for one Lapshin requested 240 tons euro. While in Paris, it was possible to find the money for these two Marche.

Here is a Marche, around 1928 I think, very beautiful. Incidentally, for sale:)

In Paris (sold)?

In Paris, yes.