Amedeo Modigliani [antikvár]

4 "A," Plate 2. NUDE. 1917. Oil. The Solomon R. Guggenheim Museum, N. Y. Hh^i^auc^ For some strange reason, when I think of Modigliani now, I always associate him with poetry. Is it because it was the poet Max Jacob who introduced me to him? Or is it because when Max introduced us—it was in the Luxembourg Gardens in Paris, in 1913—Modigliani suddenly began to recite by heart the Divine Comedy at the top of his voice? I remember that, without understanding a word of Italian, I was fascinated by his melodious outburst