posted September 05, 2021 05:15 PM            

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THANKS FOR SHARING !

WHEN YOU COME BACK , I WANT TO SHOW YOU

THAT SOME BEAUTIFUL SNAILS ARE CRAWLING

NOT ONLY ON

THE SEAFLOOR BUT AROUND ON

THE GROUND AS WELL !

ONE OF SALVADOR DALI ' S FETISH WAS THE

SNAIL . IT

FIRST ENTERED THE ARTIST ' S WORLD DURING

HIS FANTASY MEETINGS WITH SIGMUND FREUD ,

WHOM HE CONSIDERED HIS SPIRITUAL FATHER .

IN ONE OF THESE FANTASY MOMENTS , DALI

HAD A VISION THAT A SNAIL WAS ON A BICYCLE

OUTSIDE FREUD ' S HOUSE . THE ARTIST WAS

STRICKEN BY AN EPIPHANY . HE HAD

DISCOVERED THE MORPHOLOGICAL SECRET OF

FREUD . ACCORDING TO WHAT DALI SAID ,

FREUD ' S CRANIUM WAS A SNAIL . HIS BRAIN

WAS IN THE FORM OF A SPIRAL TO BE

EXTRACTED WITH A NEEDLE . THE TWO MEN

FINALLY MET IN LONDON ON 19 JULY 1938 AT

FREUD ' S LAST RESIDENCE .

SKETCH OF SIGMUND FREUD / BY SALVADOR DALI

MORPHOLOGY OF THE SKULL OF SIGMUND FREUD

AS A SNAIL / BY SALVADOR DALI

SNAIL AND THE ANGEL / SCULPTURE BY

SALVADOR DALI

DALI WRITES IN

CHAPTER XIX OF HIS AUTOBIOGRAPHY

MY THREE VOYAGES TO VIENNA WERE EXACTLY

LIKE THREE DROPS OF WATER WHICH LACKED THE

REFLECTIONS TO MAKE THEM GLITTER . ON EACH

OF THESE VOYAGES I DID EXACTLY THE SAME

THINGS : IN THE MORNING I WENT TO SEE THE

VERMEER IN THE CZERNIN COLLECTION , AND IN

THE AFTERNOON I DID NOT GO TO VISIT FREUD

BECAUSE I INVARIABLY LEARNED THAT HE WAS

OUT OF TOWN FOR REASONS OF HEALTH .

I REMEMBER WITH A GENTLY MELANCHOLY

SPENDING THOSE AFTERNOONS WALKING

HAPHAZARDLY ALONG THE STREETS OF AUSTRIA '

S ANCIENT CAPITAL . THE CHOCOLATE TART ,

WHICH I WOULD HURRIEDLY EAT BETWEEN THE

SHORT INTERVALS OF GOING FROM ONE

ANTIQUARY TO ANOTHER , HAD A SLIGHTLY

BITTER TASTE RESULTING FROM THE

ANTIQUITIES I SAW AND ACCENTUATED BY THE

MOCKERY OF THE MEETING WHICH NEVER TOOK

PLACE . IN THE EVENING I HELD LONG AND

EXHAUSTIVE IMAGINARY CONVERSATIONS WITH

FREUD ; HE EVEN CAME HOME WITH ME ONCE

AND STAYED ALL NIGHT CLINGING TO THE

CURTAINS OF MY ROOM IN THE HOTEL SACHER .

SEVERAL YEARS AFTER MY LAST INEFFECTUAL

ATTEMPT TO MEET FREUD , I MADE A

GASTRONOMIC EXCURSION INTO THE REGION OF

SENS IN FRANCE . WE STARTED THE DINNER

WITH SNAILS , ONE OF MY FAVOURITE DISHES .

THE CONVERSATION TURNED TO EDGAR ALLAN POE

, A MAGNIFICENT THEME WHILE SAVORING

SNAILS , AND CONCERNED ITSELF PARTICULARLY

WITH A RECENTLY PUBLISHED BOOK BY THE

PRINCESS OF GREECE , MARIE BONAPARTE ,

WHICH IS A PSYCHOANALYTICAL STUDY OF POE .

ALL OF A SUDDEN I SAW A PHOTOGRAPH OF

PROFESSOR FREUD ON THE FRONT PAGE OF A

NEWSPAPER WHICH SOMEONE BESIDE ME WAS

READING . I IMMEDIATELY HAD ONE BROUGHT TO

ME AND READ THAT THE EXILED FREUD HAD JUST

ARRIVED IN PARIS . WE HAD YET NOT

RECOVERED FROM THE EFFECT OF THIS NEWS

WHEN I UTTERED A LOUD CRY . I HAD JUST

THAT INSTANT DISCOVERED THE MORPHOLOGICAL

SECRET OF FREUD .