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Make room for Salvador Dalì

“Salvador Dalì. Il Sogno si avvicina” (Salvador Dalì. The dream is near) curated by Vincenzo Trione and with the collaboration of The Gala-Salvador Dalì foundation in Figueras, at the Sala delle Cariatidi, Palazzo Reale, Milan. An exceptional involvement of the architect Oscar Tusquets Blanca, friend and collaborator of the painter, recreates the Mae West room, in the shape of Mae’s face. A surprising installation that breathes dreams intertwined in sequenced rooms, trapped in the minds of the walking spectator. A landscape divided in four themes – closing with the Disney Movie “Destino”.
From where does a landscape start? Does it go from a place called memory into
our perception, or rather does it grow from the outside to within, beyond,
taking all the imagery into a game of perspective?
A mind filled with the memories of the past, not only ours, turns into memories
we form from the depths of our imagination, our desires and nightmares. If
dreams are sold to us as a positive addition to our lives, where do the horrors
that contaminate our beings go? Do they get transformed and left to the others
in dismantled fragments we can somehow capture or want to take in? No matter
where we look, we remain suspended. Realize something is disturbing us, moving
us, taking something from us: although it hangs on a wall, now.
If being genial is not a consequence of genius but a product of the human search
to do something with the time we have in our hands, then the wings of Icarus
sketched ever in seclusion, break our flight. Because, as Salvador Dalì puts it:
we can’t escape being modern. We are our times. The only thing we can do is to
culminate each minute into an extortion of pieces, figures, situations, we have
seen, lived or just dreamed.
There are no limits to what the mind can do. When it comes to emotions, dreams
turn real and tap right at the centre of our destiny. Pain, hope, love, desire,
horror and even “games”, exist, no matter where you paint them.
By Acelya Yonac



For more info on the exhibition:
www.mostradali.it
