‘acid toro trip’
1989 was a pivotal year for me. In the March, I travelled by train to Moscow & St Petersburg in what was still the Soviet Union. In hindsight, it was a journey centered on art. Sub-consciously, I meandered towards The Hermitage which is one of the largest museums in the world and I use the word ‘large’ rather pathetically because the collection is IMMENSE. It’s incredible. There is no way a person could take everything in, in their lifetime! Later on in the year, I move to a very hot and sultry Florida armed with one heck of a bucket list, you know…New York City, the Grand Canyon, Hollywood. Big…Big…Big USA travel! I love this country, all of its diversity and zaniness! I didn’t have to travel too far, as a friend, unpretentiously steered me toward the Salvador Dali Museum in St. Petersburg (the considerably warmer one) and to an amazing day of marvel at this man’s work. In fact, I hogged the seat in front of the ‘Hallucinogenic Toreador’ and spent the most time ever looking at one painting. It is huge. Up close and stepped back, many pictures piecing together to create one. The more you look, the more you see and the more you think you see. It was pure inspiration.