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this is a little lamb who is hiding in the corner, all by itself, quiet and quite snug, in the middle of a crazy busy scene of chagall's la creation de l'homme (1956-1958), which i was so lucky to see in person in recent cote d'azure sojourn (more to come about that later). by complete chance, we found out about this museum on the last day in uk soil. nice! the trip was short, much rain and bit of brilliant sun on the occasions it felt like it. but the day we went to see chagall was one of the most depressing, wet, soggy, relentless, rainy, oppressive, soul-destroying, rainy day. and voila, there they were, beautiful paintings with stories leaping out, all characters always in motion (and keeping dry, bastards) and whilst it was lovely to mingle around strangers among spectacular paintings, i was thinking about this stranger lamb. (okay, so not all were strangers anyhows. especially those generic camera-pointing-mad-tourists. moi? non!) (i left my batteries at home, hence...