There are many ways of breaking a heart. Stories were full of hearts broken by love,
but what really broke a heart was taking away its dream - whatever that dream might be.
Pearl S. Buck

Thursday, July 12

The Lovers - Rene Magritte

The question to Magritte, "What were you thinking?"

“My painting is visible images which conceal nothing... they evoke mystery and indeed when one sees one of my pictures, one asks oneself this simple question 'What does that mean'? It does not mean anything, because mystery means nothing either, it is unknowable."
Rene Magritte

I love this artist. The only time I ever cried looking at a painting in a museum is when I rounded a corner and saw a picture of doves bleeding. Surrealism is my favorite style of art. I wish I had the skill and intelligence to accomplish it.

This picture talks to me a little bit right now. What the hell am I hiding from myself in this game of love? And what is my lover hiding from me? The mystery I fear will always remain unsolved. For I have never known a man to be completely honest with me. I hope someday a friend/man can prove that there really are honest men out there. I do have faith.

Ok smile. You are the exception. So it is noted. :hugs for you smile:


  1. I'm pretty sure men just suck.

  2. I dig surrealists too.

    I have like 5 different versions of Dali's "The Persistence of Memory" scattered about my home. Even a watchface with a bit of it depicted.

  3. his mother commited suicide wen he was 14. she drowned herself and was found naked in a river w/ her night gown wrapped around her face

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