Dalí and the journey to Figueres
It was the last week before Christmas holidays
so it was a bit different from previous weeks. On Monday and Tuesday, we worked
in an interesting project about Salvador Dalí, a famous Catalan artist of the
XXth century, and on Wednesday we went to Figueres to visit Dalí’s Museum.
Finally, on Thursday it was the School Sport’s Day.
On Monday, we started a project about Salvador
Dalí in which we investigated about his life, one of his paintings (each group
had a different Dalí’s picture allotted), the influence of an iconographic
element in his work (or group worked the element of “eggs”) and the relation of
the artist of Figueres with Science. I decided to work hard these two last days
of class and enjoy the trip to Figueres. We worked so hard on Monday that on
Tuesday we had the project almost finished.
Finally, we went to Figueres, Salvador Dalí’s
birthplace, and we enjoyed so much the visit to a city that I had never visited before, and it really surprised me (of course, in the good way). It was a
brightening and quiet city with amazing streets full of lovely people speaking
a sweet dialect of our Catalan language (and Roncero says that it’s a Spanish
dialect!)
First of all, we ate breakfast. Then we went
to Dalí’s Museum and, fortunately, we understood it all very well because we
remembered what we had been working in class about the artist of Figueres.
Besides the visit was in English, so we learned about Dalí, the most famous
Catalan artist of all time, in the most international and useful language. Is
there something better?
Thereafter, we could go anywhere in the city
to have lunch. Èrik and I, as salmons, went to the opposite direction of all
other people and we went down the narrow street until we arrived at a huge
square where we, as usually, sat in a bench and we looked how people moved up
and down, right and left, and we feel lucky of not being like them, despite the
sun was shining and some people was running we felt relaxed (maybe because we
were tired).
A few minutes later, we stood up and we passed
through the market, we were looking for some souvenirs. Otherwise, we went into a bakery where we both bought some “carquinyolis” (a Catalan traditional
kind of sweet which my mother really loves) and wind fritters (well, there they
cold them Empordanian fritters but I’m sure that they were actually wind
fritters)
Finally, we came back to Barcelona by bus,
after a joyful and incredible visit to Figueres, with much new knowledge, some
sweets and an enormous illusion because holidays were just at the other side of
the window.
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| A PHOTO OF DALÍ AND ME |
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| A PHOTO OF MY GROUP, I'M AT THE RIGHT OF THE PHOTO |
Genís Fibla i Costa
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