Salvador Dali – Surreal Quotes – Burning Elephants on stilts dripping ants!

Magritte is my favourite surrealist but Dali comes a close second. I was greatly affected by the madness of his work – not only impressively painted but incredibly original and weird. They shook me.

The man himself was just a weird and became a surreal parody of himself. Art, films, fashion, sculptures and performance. It was all surreal.

Seems closer to reality to me than reality.

Have no fear of perfection – you’ll never reach it.
Just do it!
I don’t do drugs. I am drugs.
We all are! The chemistry in our heads is what we manipulate.
Intelligence without ambition is a bird without wings.
You’ve got to want to create – desperately want to create – not to achieve – certainly not to profit – but because you are full of it and it needs to come out. Do it and fly!
Each morning when I awake, I experience again a supreme pleasure – that of being Salvador Dali.
I feel the same – except I’m not Salvador Dali!
Those who do not want to imitate anything, produce nothing.
You start with imitation but then give vent to yourself.
The only difference between a madman and myself is that I am not mad.
But I am. We all need a bit of madness. To not be a little mad is to be boring, dull and ordinary.
At the age of six I wanted to be a cook. At seven I wanted to be Napoleon. And my ambition has been growing steadily ever since.
That’s what Donald did!
Surrealism is destructive, but it destroys only what it considers to be shackles limiting our vision.
We need something to knock us out of the ruts we make for ourselves.

Poetry – Surreal – an ode to Dali

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I always loved Dali. He was a showman, used car salesman, and an incredible artist. I loved the humour, trickery and expertise. There was always a sparkle in his eye and mischief in the making. You could take nothing on face value. I also adored his imagination, inventiveness and disdain for officialdom. He was a rebel.

Perhaps he did sell out? Perhaps he was arrogant? I’m not so sure. He was an artist and one of my favourites.

I wrote this after visiting Gala’s house in Spain. It was crazy. What a game!

Surreal

Confuse me with long legged giraffes

Beneath the melting clock

Armed with the Dali Gala

Feed me the nuclear shock

For I will wax my moustache

And cavort with the ants

Within the world of my dreams

That your colours all enhance

 

Opher 31.12.98