Imagine being able to transport yourself inside the paintings of Salvador Dalí and exploring the singularly surreal worlds he created. The Dali Museum in St. Petersburg, FL is currently hosting an awesome interactive exhibit that enables visitors to do just that by using an Oculus Rift headset and a virtual experience created by Goodby Silverstein & Partners.
While “inside” the painting visitors can walk around and explore its vast desert landscape and encounter motifs from some of Dalí’s other paintings, including his towering elephants and the Lobster Telephone.
“The Dalí Museum chose this painting carefully: In the foreground of Dali’s original painting is a tiny silhouette of a man and a child. The child is Dalí. The man is his father. In Dreams of Dalí, you become a viewer and a visitor, a third inhabitant of the surreal dreamscape.
“We want to be that ant, that’s staring at these towers,” says Sam Luchini, a creative director at GS&P. “The lonely feeling, of you being in the middle of the desert and finding those gigantic towers” is the sensation the creators wanted to summon with Dreams of Dalí, which works with Oculus Rift and is part of the Disney and Dalí: Architects of the Imagination exhibit through June 12.”
Focus on the amazing work by Laurent Rosset known as Lory on Instagram. Each images he publishes inpires adventure loves ans fascinate fantasy enthusiasts. The visual stories he creates depict hot-air balloon above a stormy sea or a little craft in direction of a mysterious island.
10-02-16 // It is actually 1:38 but I can’t sleep so whatever.
My literature teacher is nuts, she has this crazy ideas in class where we just waste our time. The first idea was to write a group novel, every single person in class would write a few paragraphs and no one can know about it until it is their turn. It was mine two weeks ago. The second “brilliant” idea was taking a surrealist photo. I had no idea of what to do so I took a picture of me reading Madame Bovary (the background is the shower curtain, don’t judge me) and I deleted my face with a Renoir painting. She loved it.
Plus my History notes because this is a chemistry student who only post about her Spanish History classes.
the snail dreams of the moon’s defeat his shoes are pale and purged like the gelatine rifle of a neo-soldier
the eagle owns the motions of a mind’s-eye void his piss is speckled with gleams
the lion sports a pure and racy gothic mustache his hide is calm he cackles like a splotch of encores
the crayfish owns the raspberry’s bestial voice the apple’s cunning the prune’s compassion the pumpkin’s lascivity
the cow takes the parchment path last in a book of flesh whose every hair weighs a pound
the snake jumps pricking and pricking around the dishpan of love filled with arrow-pierced hearts
the butterfly buttered with straw becomes a butterfly in straw the butterfly buttered with straw becomes a big butterfly smothered and pappaed in straw
the nightingale pulls heart-stomachs from gut-brains that is to say the lilies of roses from the carnations of lilacs the thumb holds its right foot behind its left ear its left hand in its right hand on its left leg jumping over its right ear