Travel Barcelona - Game of Life - Postcard 14

Today I began my day the American way, with Starbucks! I crossed the street toward Starbucks, where a man I met on the tram told me he worked. When I got there I didn't see him, but noticed a picture of him on the wall with 'Employee of the Week' captioned under his picture. I laughed, as that was how I found out his name! I asked the lady behind the counter if Fillipo was in. She looked at me with a big smile and said she would go get him. He came out of the back and I said, 'Hello!'  He laughed and asked if the day we met, I had made it to my destination okay? I told him no, and that I ended up taking the train to the end of the line and then walked the rest of the way. He laughed and asked how I liked my coffee?  I told him, 'Big and strong with plenty of room for milk and sugar.' We only talked for a short while as the line behind me began to grow.  I told him thank you for the coffee and bid him farewell with a smile.  I was so excited to drink American coffee!

Starbucks in Barcelona

I pulled my subway pass from my pocket and put it in the machine. I watched as it carefully spit it back out at me! I took the ticket and the gates opened allowing me entrance. I found a place on a bench to sit and enjoy my coffee. After another easy ride on the subway, I walked up the steps and decided to go a different way than I normally did.  After a few right turns, I found myself in the area of Barrio Gotico, where I stumbled upon work from the great Salvador Dali.  Reial Cercle Artistic was a museum that housed only Salvador Dali's work.  'How did I not know this was here?' I thought to myself, and even more importantly, 'Why had no body spoken of it?'

Reial Cercle Artistic Museum housing Dali's work

I walked inside this cream brick building, decorated with red flags. I found myself viewing Barcelona through Dali's eyes. First thing I saw, was a picture he painted for the city of Barcelona, in ode to Spain and in honor of a political figure.  The name of the political figure appeared to have been written in pencil, and unfortunately, was smeared out. 

The Eye of Barcelona by Salvador Dali

The exhibit started off with the pitter-patter of deranged lines. It appeared from picture to picture, that we were viewing the progression of someone learning to draw. Childhood, to adulthood, no stages were missed; until eventually, the lines began to make sense and form images.  In this area we were not allowed to take photos, but when I found one of my favorite paintings in water color, they let me shoot it. 

Final Aptheosis by Salvador Dali

Downstairs, I found Dali's obsession of horses' lining the walls in mediums of charcoal and watercolor.  Each picture looked as if it had been but a blurred photograph in his mind, a horse running by and glancing over at Dali to acknowledge that he was there. Others displayed the assumption, that at one point in time, man was also beast, horse and human as one.  I wondered if his fascination with horses' was drawn from his own personal longing to be free?  Free to run through the days with the stallions of the night, where no one would be after him for his work. Or, was the fascination derived from men's natural instinct, secretly longing to remain free and untamed?

Salvador Dali's obsession with horses'

Behind a red velvet curtain, I found a room almost completely dark, with the exception of the occasional spot lighting on his iron sculptures. The way the sculptures were lit with the black backdrop formed the perfect setting, to not only view his work, but to sense his mood.  His mood seemed to have been illuminated in spiritual contemplation, as most of this work displayed a sense of curiosity behind the world of religion.

Salvador Dali's iron sculptures

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