The Vice of Surrealism

Eileen Agar:

It is inevitable to confuse the delights of being young, with the place and the time one was young in; the south of France in summer, Surrealism on the horizon, Stravinsky in the air, and Freud under the bed.... The world was small then, the freedom of the intellectuals and the pleasure loving twenties and early thirties were the privelege of those few with avant-garde ideas.... In spite of the increasing Teutonic fury, we could still bathe, bask in the sun, eat and have a merry heart.

Eileen Agar, A Look at My Life

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