Nude woman climbing a staircase

The Ammonites, the spiral, the Number. The woman is searching for the never-ending infinite. Wingless, she climbs the steps of the endless spiral, even though from the beginning, she knew she would never reach the top. But going up is the most important thing. Arriving does not matter.

This nude and solitary woman emerges, like Venus, transparent, in the dawn spray.

Dali, metaphysical and mocking, makes her rise from the primordial slime, like Aphrodite dispensing earthly riches, from the sea to the heavens, on an eternally spiralling shell which is the staircase of her fate.