Without me anyway
Anyway without way I came near without bread
Without breath but withkin with Caspar
With a cake so round through somewhat square
But without growth of grass with scars with warts with fingers
With sticks with many Os and few Gs
But an enormously tiny bit of a lot
Oh fall you down into your hole oh bury you yourself
And your longwinded hope
Give your ego a kick give your id its reward
And whatever is left of you fry it like little fishes in oil
You can peel off your shoes
Meret Oppenheim, 1976
"I am a swaddled child, swaddled in an iron grip." Those are the words of Meret Oppenheim at the end of a crisis that lasted almost two decades after the overwhelming success of her work Le déjeûner de fourrure (Breakfast in Fur) that catapulted her to the status of a myth at the yong age of 23. Once the muse and the object of creativity of men -- she served as a model to Man Ray for a series of photographs entitled Erotique voilée, she still had to undergo their disparagement and the shrinking of her self by their use of diminutives. Max Ernst had written on the invitation to the opening of the exhibition: "Who covers a soup spoon with luxurious fur? Little Meret. Who has outgrown us? Little Meret." Her father often repeated her that "Women have never done anything in art." She needed all the impetus she put in her work to free herself from men's projections.
2013 célèbre le centième anniversaire de la naissance de Méret Oppenheim. Plusieurs grandes expositions lui rendent hommage.
Les étincelles de Méret. Les surréalismes dans l'art contemporain Suisse
19.10.2012 - 10.02.2013
Meret Oppenheim - Above the trees
20.02. 2013 - 05.05. 2013
Table with Bird’s Legs, 1939
For further reading I recommend the catalogue Meret Oppenheim Retrospective "an enormously bit of a lot", Hatje Cantz, 2007. Very illuminating.