Man Ray, Untitled (from Facile),
Salvador Dalí, Le Phénomène de l'extase, 1933
Jacques-André Boiffard, Renée Jacobi, 1930
My Love because you understood my desires
Set your lips like a star in the sky of your words
Your kisses in the living night
And the wake of your arms around me
Like a flame in token of conquest
My dreams are in the world
Clear and perpetual
And when you are not here
I dream that I sleep I dream that I dream
-Paul Eluard, 1929
André Kertész, La Fourchette, 1928
André Kertész, Distortion, No. 40, 1933
Jacques-André Boiffard, Big Toe, masculine subject, thirty years old, 1929
The noblest desire is that of combating all obstacles placed by bourgeois society in the path of the realization of the vital desires of man, as much those of his body as those of his imagination, these two categories being nearly always closely linked and mutually determining.
-Paul Eluard, 1932
Bill Brandt, Flea Market, 1930
Bill Brandt, Campden Hill, London, 1949
Dora Maar, Le Simulateur, 1936
"What is love? One can only consider it, so it seems to me, as the effect upon us of a beautiful object's qualities; these effects distract us; they inflame us; were we to possess this object, all would be well with us; if 'tis impossible to have it, we are in despair. But what is the foundation of this sentiment? Desire. What are this sentiment's consequences? Madness. Let us confine ourselves to the cause and guarantee ourselves against the effects. The cause is to possess the object: splendid! Let's strive to succeed, but using our head, not losing our wits; let's enjoy it when we've got it, let's console ourselves if we fail; a thousand other identical and often much more superior objects exist to soothe our regrets and our pride: all men, all women, resemble each other: no love resists the effects of sane reflection. O 'tis a very great cheat and dupery, this intoxication which puts us in a state that we see no more ..."
-The Marquis de Sade, Philosophy in the Bedroom
Lee Miller, Nude bent forward, 1931
Man Ray, Retour â la raison, 1923
Man Ray, Lee Miller (Neck), 1930
We who have so much space and so little time, we shall trans-
form ourselves into nomads.
The fields stretch away as far as the eye can see, beckoning us to beds made to our measure.
My love, wonderfully erect, like a table set out in the sunlight.
The nudity of love has scarcely begun.
The body reaches further than we normally think. It is the matchless hall of lost footsteps where every-
thing is played out in terms of echoes.
-Annie Le Brun, 1972
Claude Cahun, Self-Portrait, 1929
Claude Cahun, What Do You Want From Me?, 1928
Denise Bellon, Salvador Dali Holding a Mannequin,
"Fortunately, somewhere between chance and mystery lies imagination, the only thing that protects our freedom, despite the fact that people keep trying to reduce it or kill it off altogether."
Hans Bellmer, Die Puppe, 1935
Hans Bellmer, Die Puppe, 1934
Hans Bellmer, Die Pupper, 1934
The chance meeting of a sewing machine and an umbrella on an operating table.
-Comte de Lautréamont
Man Ray, L'Ênigme d'Isidore Ducasse
Paul Nougé, The Birth of the Object, 1929-30
Paul Nougé, The Juggler, 1929-30
"It is not me who is the clown, but this monstrously cynical and so unconsciously naïve society, which plays the game of seriousness in order better to hide its madness."