Thanks, what a fascinating story – Cadaqués keeps giving!
Wasn’t even familiar with Étant donnés being a work by Duchamp let alone Dali – although the image seems strangely familiar – as though as a kid you remembered spying through a bedroom keyhole something naughty and couldn’t quite see or understand what was going on, instinctively knew that it was not what you were meant to be looking at, but you couldn’t tear your eyes away, leaving you with the feeling that the adult world was as strange and mysterious as it was elicit and erotically Étant donnés…
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Thanks, what a fascinating story – Cadaqués keeps giving!
Wasn’t even familiar with Étant donnés being a work by Duchamp let alone Dali – although the image seems strangely familiar – as though as a kid you remembered spying through a bedroom keyhole something naughty and couldn’t quite see or understand what was going on, instinctively knew that it was not what you were meant to be looking at, but you couldn’t tear your eyes away, leaving you with the feeling that the adult world was as strange and mysterious as it was elicit and erotically Étant donnés…