Yesterday I was introduced to surrealism. Now, of course, I’ve known about the surrealist art movement and have long been familiar with artists such as Salvador Dali, Joan Miro, and Max Ernst. Honestly, I don’t care much for surrealist art. For the most part, I’ve shrugged it off and overlooked it as part of my art studies. Why turn my time and attention to an art form that I don’t intend to pursue?
I don’t have a good answer. But I do have a new book — well, a used one, actually — titled Surrealist Book of Games, and so, here I am ready to play along with the masters of this mind-bending genre.
How did this happen? What stars crossed themselves up in my art heavens to decree that I should begin exploring something so far afield of my personal aesthetics? Why did I purchase…
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