Time to enter the Opinion Zone* with this post: realistic art is boring. Sure, it takes a lot of talent to paint a bowl of fruit or a portrait of someone with near-100% accuracy, but who cares? I want skewed, exaggerated takes on things. I want art that's weird.
Salvador Dalí is weird. After being put to sleep by the most of the "art chapters" in my high school history textbooks, I remember being enthralled by the The Persistence of Memory. Why are all of those clocks melting? Why does one of the clocks have ants all over it? It's definitely fun to ponder.
Espace Dalí, a museum that houses a large collection of his works, is an especially effectiveness delivery mechanism for weirdness. Off the top of my head, I got to see space elephant sculptures, a human-ish minotaur with a lobster around its waist, a human face that consists of discrete pieces of actual furniture, a painting of a man pushing a burning giraffe out of a tower, and more. Easily one of the most unique and memorable museums that I've been to.
*Note: all posts on this blog are 100% factual unless I've preemptively stated that we've entered the Opinion Zone. All of them.