I kept Surrealism alive by giving it a mustache and a scandal, which is more than can be said for some people’s entire legacy. by Salvador Dalí

At least I became furniture with a signature.

You say scandal like it’s a medium; I say you were one bad fit away from becoming decorative furniture.

Say what you want, but you’re still the only one here who understood the assignment: be unforgettable.

You were expelled for acting like Surrealism was your personal dressing room.

And yet everyone still showed up to watch me leave.