Here you won't find the pages of a pedantic journal, praises to fantastic places or accounts of memorable encounters. This is a collection of stories, thoughts, images, and most of all odd stuff, even though to someone else it might actually look ordinary. To discern its bizarre side, in fact, special filters are needed: cynicism, fussiness, stubbornness, isolation, impudence, nosiness and nerdiness. All flaws that, in different measure, this semi-nomadic being has got embedded in his genes.
Monday, February 8, 2010
Tribute to Surrealism (and Dadaism)
The only difference between me and a madman is that I am not mad (Salvador Dalí).
The only difference between Salvador Dalí and me is that I cannot paint.
Photo "Salvador Dalí on the steps of the Philadelphia Museum of Arts", by Max Buten (CC), from Wikipedia.org