Stay Hungry, Stay Foolish

From “The Secret Life of Salvador Dali”

In Uncategorized on December 25, 2011 at 12:40 am


Still at the School of Fine Arts.

We were assigned to do an original picture in oil or a prize contest in the painting class. I made a wager that I would win the prize by painting a picture without touching my brush to the canvas. I did in fact execute it by tossing splashes of paint from a distance of a metre, and I succeeded in making a pointilliste picture so accurate in design and color that I was awarded the prize.


The following year I came up for my examination in the history of art. I was anxious to be as brilliant as possible. I was wonderfully well prepared. I got up on the platform where the examining committee of three sat, and the subject of my oral thesis was drawn by lot. My luck was unvelievable: it was exactly the subject I should have preferred to treat. But suddenly an insurmountable feeling of indolence came over me, and almost without hesitation, to the stupefaction of my examiners and the people who filled the hall, I got up and declared in so many words,  “ I am very sorry, but I am infinitely more intelligent than these three professors, and I therefore refuse to be examined by them. I know this subject much too well.” As a result of this I was brought before the disciplinary council and expelled from the school. This was the end of my scholastic career.


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