Magritte's work feels like permission to get weird, to surrender to fantasy, to wear fewer clothes—or no clothes at all—to experiment, flirt, be curious, and get a little unhinged. It is a time to mingle with the mythical creatures that exist in perpetual summer, unicorns and nymphs endlessly trapped in a lush dreamscape. And doesn't summer always... See more

doesn't reality always feel a bit tenuous in summer? The way the days lose structure, how they blend into one another, how time moves in funny ways.

Magritte's aim was not to create fantasy for its own sake but to provoke thought by revealing the strangeness all around us. To him, fantasy was about making the familiar unfamiliar so that we could see reality anew. Always with a subtle sense of humor, like summer, decadent, witty, curious, and strange.