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With this single painting, Dali moved into the territory of Goya. This monstrous Titan in the act of tearing itself to pieces is the most powerful image of a country's anguish and dismemberment to issue from Spain (or anywhere else) since Goya's Desastres and Disparates. And every inch of it, from the sinister greenish clouds and electric-blue sky to the gnarled bone and putrescent flesh of the monster, is exquisitely painted. This, not Picasso's Guernica, is modern art's strongest testimony on the Spanish Civil War and on war in general. Not even the failures...
...created one of Washington's most beloved institutions, the Phillips Collection. It is a museum, but not an encyclopedic one, containing slightly fewer than 2,400 works of art (including drawings and prints); a place dedicated to Modern art, but with a collection that ranges back to Goya and Corot; a public space that feels private...
...thing is the long delay in Velazquez's influence. He hardly touched the next generation of Iberian artists, and the first unquestionably great Spanish painter to fall under his spell was Goya, more than 100 years after Velazquez's death. The reason was social. Most of his work was done for the King and the court, and was thus invisible to young artists. And practically none of it went abroad. Not until the museum age, when what had been private became public, did Velazquez become the intellectual property of mediocrity and genius alike. Numerically, this is a little show...
...Mine was intensely vivid and took the form of a series of hallucinations, from whose grip I could not awake. They were protracted and obsessive dreams that went on for several weeks. To take only one of them: for years I had been struggling with an unfinished book about Goya. Now I found myself in a late 18th century madhouse, clearly designed by Goya himself--I knew that from its gloomy architecture--outside Seville. I had tubes running into my lungs and stomach, which I would have torn out if the attendants had not bundled me into a straitjacket. (That...
...Goya and his friends, who didn't like me much--in the long dream they were young, streetwise hustlers--had clamped an immobilizing device on my leg, which I couldn't shake off and which, to their vast amusement, prevented me from climbing over the madhouse wall to freedom. This too was real. The Perth surgeons had put my right leg, with its multiple fractures, in a fiendish-looking contraption called an Ilizarov frame: three concentric rings enclosed the leg, and from each of them sprouted an array of metal spikes that went through the flesh and screwed into...