Salvador Dali could not see how the Nazi troops broke into their native France. He left for the US with his wife, leaving his favorite places, realizing with pain and bitterness that everything would be destroyed and broken.
The horror of war, fear, bloodshed overwhelmed the artist’s mind. All that was sweet and expensive for many years in a moment was trampled, burnt and torn. It seemed that all dreams, all plans were buried alive under the fascist boot.
In the United States Dali was waiting for success, recognition, his life there was very happy and rich, but then, when the artist was sailing
This time, he stepped back from his usual manner, the picture was written very simply and intelligibly. She screamed, she burst into consciousness, she shackled the horror of everyone who was contemplating her.
Against the background of a scorched, lifeless desert, one human head is depicted, which is gripped by a grimace of horror and endless suffering. Skin-covered, hairless skull is a bright symbol of war.
The glaznitsa and the twisted mouth repeat this nightmare many times. Skulls, skulls, skulls, and still inhuman horror – that’s all that war brings to all who stand in its way. Next to the war, there is no life, and in itself it is nightmarish and dead.
Numerous snakes are born from the head and eat it. They look more like wicked worms, but their mouths open and, it seems, even now their evil hiss is heard.
The contemplator of the picture is not an outside observer, he, it seems, is here, only looks at the nightmarish face from the cave. This feeling reinforces the trace of the hand in the corner of the picture.
Dali, like, wants to call to reason – now, when you are under cover, in a cave, think – is it worth going to where only a lifeless mask of death, is it worth starting wars that devour their own beginners who bring endless suffering and are doomed to terrible death.