I could spend my whole life prying loose the secrets of the insane. These people are honest to a fault, and their naiveté has no peer but my own.
The simplest Surrealist act consists of dashing down the street, pistol in hand, and firing blindly, as fast as you can pull the trigger, into the crowd.
The exquisite agony of self-portraits1907-1954
"Under this mask, another mask; I will never finish removing all these faces"1894-1954
"I have built an ivory tower of despair"1898-1963
A psychiatrist releases his mind and invents Surrealism1896-1966
The man who ate the world's art1881-1973
Trauma and displacement birth surrealism1891-1976
Humor, sex, and a new camera1890-1976
Enchanted space in the city of Nietzsche1888-1978
"X = an Orange Rabbit"1913-1985
So much more than a mustache1904-1989
The never-ending scream1909-1992
"I'm not anyone's muse"1917-2011
Many souls to save1953-2015