Today (when writing) I went to see the Salvador Dali, Liquid Desire show in Melbourne. I have long liked his worked, both for its range of subjects, including the religious ones and the surrealist and yet detailed portrayal of his subjects. We were there for about 2 hours, and I could have spent much longer there. I had no idea of the range of art forms he engaged in: film, sculpture, set design for ballets and film, jewellery, photography and of course painting. I was fascinated to find out a bit about some of the influences, from being named after his dead brother and being treated as a reincarnation of that brother (who had died at the age of two) and his struggle to create his own identity. He was always “out there” and was always amazingly talented. He was greatly influenced by Freud, and the surrealist movement, but carved his own path. He scandalised his father by hooking up with the wife of another surrealist who was 10 years older. They were together for over 50 years and she