Rene Magritte was a painter who focused on opposing realities. Realities that, somehow were more tangible and expressible than those defined by the typical parlor tricks of other Surrealists. Possibly this was because Magritte’s subjects were mundane subjects, items and people you might run into on a typical day, people and items that an average person would instantly equate meanings to that Magritte could then shatter. In his work, an immense hovering cloud would fill a mere wine glass, a pipe was a painting was a pipe, and an artist could make a nude woman real through his brush. Through these paintings and more, Magritte’s reality was to oppose reality, and somehow, inexplicably, his opposition to reality also defined it.