Strolling through the Dalí Theatre Museum in Figueres, I couldn’t help but stop and stare at this tree in the courtyard. Its naked and forlorn appearance tugged at my heartstrings. It could’ve been my (rather melancholic) mood that day but I stood in awe of the emotions this tree evoked.
Read the accompanying post: “Being Salvador Dalí“.
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