A taste of the invisible 1927

René Magritte made ‘A Taste of the Invisible’ with oil on canvas and it’s kind of moody, right? I can imagine him playing with the paint, mixing up earthy browns with stark white and shadowy blacks. It’s as if he’s conjuring a landscape that’s both familiar and utterly strange. The paint looks smoothly applied, allowing the shapes to really stand out. Look at the way he’s defined those white forms! What are they even? I am moved by the fact that Magritte probably asked himself the same thing! Maybe they're meant to be trees, or maybe they’re something else entirely. I can feel the artist searching and searching. Magritte was always playing with perception and reality, like a painterly version of a philosophical game. This one is giving me a quiet sense of unease mixed with curiosity. His work reminds me of de Chirico, but with more humour. Painters are always in conversation with each other, borrowing and riffing on ideas across time, inspiring our own creativity. They embrace the uncertainty, allowing for multiple interpretations and meanings.