I admire the world greatest artist, Rene Magritte, who was the most paradoxical artist among the others in the past... Read More
I admire the world greatest artist, Rene Magritte, who was the most paradoxical artist among the others in the past world where he lived. He felt overwhelmed by loneliness, living in the history of ideas rather than living in the history of the world. I strongly feel that he lived only in his imagination, thinking through his head, geared to change effectively to the world. That honesty to the world made him so isolated and trapped into sorrowful darkness. He constantly challenged physical laws that consist of an unalterable status for the sake of universal events. Amazingly, his ideas were delivered to the concrete surface of his living platform to create his values.
When it was raining outside the suburban areas, he spent the day like he spent some other days spiralled into depression. Feeling alienated, standing the fine line between himself and all most identical selves, but slightly different, became blurry at the last moment of existence. It seems he was in his metaphoric loneliness through the raining outside when he drew his famous painting, titled " Golconda" but, I depict the rainy selves as the visual enlightenment about loveable multiple identities to the bridge of happiness to love.