René Magritte

Ah, Magritte. I have always loved his paintings and the odd perspective he seemed to have on this humble little world of ours. One painting in particular that springs to mind is of the boots that half way down transform into feet. However, my favourite is the portrait of the nude woman at the window whose flesh blends into the blue clouded sky behind her. No matter how you cut it, his work is consistently astonishingly pleasing to one's eye.

 

L'Empire des Lumières - The Empire of Light