Magritte

Rene and Georgette Magritte with their dog after the war, returned to their hotel suite and they unlocked the door. Easily losing their evening clothes. they dance by the light of the moon.” —Paul Simon

I imagine most people think of that painting of a man in a bowler hat with an apple over his face when they think of Rene Magritte, if they think of him at all. But it brings to mind this song from Simon’s criminally underrated album Hearts and Bones. And so, as I walked about the halls of the Magritte Museum in Brussels today.