Salvador Dalí
Is Dead
In December 1941, art dealer Julien Levy walked into the New York Public Library, where Salvador Dalí waited for him with a manuscript. Not the autobiography he would publish the following year — the other one. The true one.
What Levy received that night was the story of Sal Delgado — a boy from the future who dreamed of becoming an artist in a world where machines had already replaced them.
The manuscript was never published. Levy locked it in a fireproof safe, where it remained for sixty years — until a stranger found it in 2003 and spent twenty years too afraid to release it.
About the Novel
“Salvador Dalí Is Dead” is a speculative fiction novel that blurs the boundaries between surrealism, science fiction, and literary biography. It asks: what if the most famous surrealist who ever lived was not born an artist — but was made into one?
Set across multiple timelines — from a future Spain ravaged by engineered fear, to the bohemian circles of 1920s Paris, to the strange and luminous coast of Cadaqués — the novel follows the impossible life of a boy who became a legend, and the dreams he left behind when he died.
Part autobiography, part confession, part warning. Make of it what you will.