Perfume and Gunpowder — That Afternoon with Dali and Cardin
<p>The air carries small fragments, which levitate and are visible under the light that invades the room. Salvador Dali spent hours looking at the details around him. His muse, Gala, would sometimes parade for him, as if imitating the fragments. Dali’s eyes were like lenses that saw the world differently than most. As a child, his parents made him believe that he was a reincarnation of his brother who had died. Maybe that’s why he was never a single person, he was a crowd inside, forces in conflict, which sometimes needed to come out. And his hands were where all that energy and life found the world.</p>
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