TheRingOfDOOM 00025: Inside Dalí's Portlligat Studio

I’ll be splicing up my Dalí footage for the next few months because it was such a rad experience that I don’t want to be over. This is a dream studio to say the least. Salvador Dali’s moving easel alone would make it swoonworthy for most artists but for me the best part about this room are all the tiny details… like these 80s cassette/8 track players. I’m very curious to know what music he was playing on the radical round radio in the YouTube image… I’m thinking The Cars for some reason but I’m just making this up as I go along (seems like he and Ric Ocasek would have gotten along).

Dalí abandoned this house and the unfinished painting on the easel when Gala died back in 1982 but their magic remains. I was guided through the house with a group of 8 and our multi-lingual guide didn’t seem to think photographing a tiny lips couch next to a Dalí lips couch was funny but still let me do it. One of the German children on the tour thought I was the most interesting thing in Dali’s house so he’ll forever be in TheRingOfDOOM’s posse. Since I had emailed many people affiliated with Spain’s Dalí museums previous to my trip, they knew I was coming but have yet to roll out a welcome mat… I WILL have a collage art show on site somewhere in one of the Dalí museums eventually because I won’t stop trying. I had been at Museu Dalí in Figueres with my collages just two days earlier and was super respectful of their boundaries so I don’t think they were worried. I would love to see the security footage of me inside Dali’s house because that would have likely been the funniest thing about the whole trip.

In hindsight, I can see how filming my excitement about photographing my art inside Dalí museums would have been a wise move but I’m still hesitant to be the star of my own videos. I’ve pledged to myself to start doing that in the next few days because my overwhelming enthusiasm is the best part of the #MFDALÍ project. I’ve just realized that I’ve misinterpreted the mask/airplane metaphor and put someone else’s mask on… what happens next?