Chagall: 12-Sided Hallway by Smith Kara Skye

Chagall: 12-Sided Hallway by Smith Kara Skye

Author:Smith, Kara Skye [Smith, Kara Skye]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Fae-tality Publishing
Published: 2014-05-05T04:00:00+00:00


Chagall: There is such a thing as love, and chemistry, Cendrars, and unfortunately, pregnancy of a spouse does not render the man and the rest of his social circle immune to temptations and feelings of the tenderness and sensualities of sex and love. It just doesn’t.

Marevna: And actually, they aren’t legally married…

Cendrars: So you see, your argument reinforces my own… She’s getting [points to Marevna] the best of his love and affection while Angelina is getting not only his cold shoulder, but the force of Marevna’s negative attentions directed toward her, at a time when, I suggest, we hold off Diego from all warmth and comfort, other than Angelina’s, so that his only choice is to give and receive it from the woman who needs it most right now.

Marevna: You’re bitter, Cendrars! Why are you talking to me this way?

Cendrars: Just leave me out of your whining over Diego, then. And when there is much more pain in this room than my harsh words, you will surely remember them as friendly advice.

Marevna: I doubt it…

Chagall: Point-taken, friend. My darling, I rarely hear him speak more honestly without poetry or politics involved. I suggest we change the subject. How is your drink?

Marevna: Me? [He nods.\

Chagall: If you don’t mind… [Tilts his empty glass.\

Marevna: No, but I hope you won’t respect me less as a painter…

Chagall: [Looks sternly at Cendrars who is removing the cigarette from his mouth to speak.\ No. Don’t.

Marevna: Cendrars?

Cendrars: Good. [Drinks.\

[Marevna walks to the kitchen to fill the two glasses.\

Chagall: I’m not prepared to involve myself in gossip regarding Diego Rivera.

Cendrars: And who am I if I do not speak my mind? Sonia

Chagall: Delauney’s wife?

Cendrars: Yes. Sonia doesn’t like it one bit. Angelina is quiet, but a lovely soul, and motherhood will suit her, if they are not torn apart by the attention demands of this one here.

Chagall: [Scoffs.\ What are you, Sonia’s confidant in the gossip of La Ruche now? I thought you two were writing a book.

Marevna: [Approaches.\ Oh! You are writing a book? Wonderful! What is it about? Marc, here. Tell us, Cendrars.

Cendrars: The book is about the social, political and spiritual implications and effects of art in the Modernist society… particularly Cubism Venturing from historical restraints in art, poetry, prose… what effect this ripple has on society as a whole… I am writing it with Sonia. And Sonia is also illustrating La Prose du Transiberian… the manuscript I wrote last year.

Chagall: Oh is she? Sonia… Delauney’s fiancée and you? The three of you? Collaborating?

Cendrars: Just the two of us, but, yeah, something like that…

Chagall: Sounds interesting, cozy. [Smirks again.\

Cendrars: Fuck off, Chagall.

Chagall: [Laughs out loud.\

Marevna: [Laughs and clinks glasses with Chagall. She takes out a small wax paper wrapped bundle. She sets it on the floor or table near them. She unwraps the paper. There are dark, chalky pellets inside. She breaks one and hands it to Cendrars. He eats it. She breaks another and hands it to Chagall. He eats it. She eats one.



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