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Galarina
1944-45. Oil on canvas, 66 x 51 cm.
Fundación Gala - Salvador - Dali, Figueras
Gala has often been depicted in Dali's works. One might even say that she is the only woman whose face and silouette appear there incessantly; the painter says, "She is the rarest being to see, the superstar who cannot in any case be compared with La Callas or Grete Garbo, because one may see them often, whereas Gala is an invisible being, the antiexhibitionist par excellence. At Salvador Dali's home, there are two prime ministers; one is my wife, Gala, and the other is Salvador Dali. Salvador Dali and Gala are the two unique beings capable of mathematically moderating and exalting my divine madness."
-Salvador Dali & Gala-
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OXOX
Justin
Nov 21 2009 5:36 PM
Thanks for stopping by and welcome aboard.
Cheers,
D.
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Nov 19 2009 1:47 PM
happy thursday, beautiful.
Nov 19 2009 5:19 AM
I hope you don't mind, just felt like giving you a hug tonight :-)
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hope all is well love!
Nov 16 2009 8:37 PM
..................Maria...................
Showing some Love to my friend and I hope you are having a nice day so far...
MuchLove
Always
Nov 16 2009 12:09 PM
peace everytime
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aj
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--Clifford
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Nov 14 2009 8:35 PM
A magic moment I remember:
I raised my eyes and you were there.
A fleeting vision, the quintessence
Of all that's beautiful and rare.
To vain pursuits the world esteems,
Long did I near your soothing accents,
Long did your features haunt my dreams.
The reveries that once were mine
And I forgot your soothing accents,
Your features gracefully divine.
I gazed upon grey skies above
With no ideals to inspire me,
No one to cry for, live for, love.
I looked up- you again are there,
A fleeting vision, the quintessence
Of all that`s beautiful and rare.
A.P.
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Have a good weekend
Nacho
Nov 12 2009 4:49 PM