Magritte paints the inner world of a person suffering from depression, a world in which nothing is alive. In pictures referring to dreams and memories the past has been drained of colour and turned to stone. When he paints 'portraits’, he shows his sitters nonchalantly posed in their own coffins. A view of the clear blue sky is blocked by a giant boulder; someone was so desperate to leap off a balcony that they didn’t bother to open the door, but shattered it with the full force of their body.
Magritte’s art cries out for interpretation - not of the psychoanalytic but of the poetic kind. Unlike Freud, his aim was to preserve in paint the mystery of dreams, not to explain them. And yet dreams arise from memories, and memories are freighted with feelings. In one canvas he shows an amorphously shaped blank space which looks as though someone has taken a scissors to cut out a picture that had once been there. The image is entirely abstract – until we read its title 'Femme triste’ and wonder which woman was so sad that the artist cannot bear to show us a picture of her.

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