I'm not a sophisticated critic of art, i either like something or i don't. That to me is what art should be about. I don't care to know that Dali was renowned for his surrealist art, his cubism or bulletism. They're all big words to me.
I care about art that moves me, art that is unique, art that has character, art that is bizarre, and art that can be both a mix of classic and avant-garde. And to me Dali was the man.
The first time i heard his name was in an art class in high school, his The Persistence of Memory (the one with the melting watches, surely you know of it) was cool enough for me to remember his name, nothing more.
Nine years later i started to get into art again (nay, a better word is forced, my boyfriend is an artist). His art inspired me to look up names i had forgotten and try to see their work for what it was, not what my teacher wanted me to see. Hence, my mumbling about Dali. Shut up Farida.
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