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In Search of Dali Part 3 - ( first posted on thebarefootfoodie.org on 26 Oct 2015 )

 

In Search of Dali Part 3

OCTOBER 26, 2015BAREFOOT TRAVELS, EUROPE
House Museum Gala Dali Castle, Pubol

Gala Dalí Castle lies in a tiny village called Púbol near Girona. It is about 1 hour by car from Barcelona. In his youth during the 1930s,  Dalí promised Gala a palace and in 1969 he made good on that promise.” I had to give Gala a setting more solemnly worthy of our love. That is why I gave her the twelfth-century castle in which she reigns, and which I shall not speak of, for I have meant her to be its absolute soereign, to the point that I go there only when invited by her own hand. It was enough that I decorated the ceilings so that whenever she looks up she finds me in her heaven.” – Salvador Dali

Dali had one overriding desire – to let loose his exuberant creativity to make the castle an appropriate place for the rest and refuge of Gala, the lady of the castle. Between 1970 and 1980, Gala spent some periods of time there, usually in Summer. In 1982, Gala died and is buried in the crypt inside the castle.

The Entrance and Courtyard
Outside Gala Castle
The entrance and the courtyard
The entrance and the courtyard
Carriage of the Barons of Pubol
Carriage of the Barons of Pubol
Plaster Statue that used to overlook the Courtyard
Plaster Statue that used to overlook the Courtyard
A throne fit for the Queen
A throne fit for the Queen
The painting on the ceiling
The painting on the ceiling
The Piano Room ( with everything but the piano )
The Piano Room ( with everything but the piano )
Whimsical Peraphernalia
Whimsical Peraphernalia
Gala's Bedroom
Gala’s Bedroom
Dali and Gala
Dali and Gala
Gala's Dresser
Gala’s Dresser
Chess set in the Library, tribute to Marcel Duchamp
Chess set in the Library, tribute to Marcel Duchamp
Cat Woman
Cat Woman
Decorated Door
Decorated Door
Gala's Boudoir
Gala’s Boudoir
Dali's studio in his final days
Dali’s studio in his final days
Gala's Crypt
Gala’s Crypt
The Cadillac Sedan Deville, in the garage
The Cadillac Sedan Deville, in the garage
Elephant teetering on long spindly legs
Elephants teetering on long spindly legs
Watch out for these creatures everywhere in the garden
Watch out for these creatures everywhere in the garden
Busts of Richard Wagner
Busts of Richard Wagner
Replica of the Lion's Fountain of the Alhambra in Granada
Replica of the Lion’s Fountain of the Alhambra in Granada
Venus De Milo?
Venus De Milo?
Stone Statue
Stone Statue
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