I took a day trip out of Barcelona to Girona and Figueres.
Girona is a historical city about an hour from Barcelona. This small walled city dates back to the Roman period. It was home to a flourishing Jewish settlement in the 12th century, until the Expulsion in 1492. Many Jews fled the city. Those who remained were either killed or converted to Christianity. The latter, however, were accepted neither by the Jewish nor the Christian communities. The Jewish Heritage Museum was interesting. Also saw Arab baths for the first time.
Another view of the city.
A doggie in the balcony. I saw many dogs in Spain. Mostly the small ones such as terriers of all sorts and Chihuahuas, which people carried around.
Now we're in Figueres. It is the hometown of Surrealist Salvador Dalí. I don't understand Surrealism. Most of Dalí's art in the Teatre-Museu Dalí overwhelmed me. Nothing was subtle. The huge installation pieces were dramatic and just plain weird (to me). Some paintings made me cringe and I left the museum feeling like I had indigestion. Not all good art go down smoothly (unlike wine, some would argue).
I can't caption this (other than calling it a black car) 'cos I don't know what it's supposed to mean or what it's supposed to be. Above it, resting on top of the black textured pillar (on the right) was a boat, with leaks.
Installation in the stairwell. The photo's a bit blurred 'cos I was trying to get a shot without people's heads in the way (I'm referring to my fellow museum visitors). Not 'cos I was frightened by it.
What do you see?
I thought that this was a cute drawing. Dalí's really brilliantly creative (& works with multimedia), I can appreciate his talent. But, looking at his art kinda disturbs me 'cos I have no clue how his mind functions. How does he come up with such things? Warped? Fantastical?
Ah, we've all seen this. Melting Clocks. Sorta like at work, eh?
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