The painting is dated 1940, is stored in one of the Belgian museums.
Rene Margitt is known in art circles as the author of mysterious, mysterious paintings. They need to be considered for a long time and carefully in order to see the true, sometimes deeply hidden, meaning of the canvas.
The key to Margitt’s “cryptography” can be considered the words of Herbert Reed, who considered the artist to be the master of the image of something non-existent, images and paintings living only in the author’s bizarre fantasies. In fact, these are vivid clear dreams - devoid of amorphous, obscure features inherent in night guests.
The composition of the canvas is straightforward, the images are clearly drawn, the colors are bright and juicy. A painting in writing style is very similar to a photograph - the lines and color are so clear.
The representative of surrealism, Margitt in the company of illustrious colleagues in the workshop stands apart.
The artist depicted a fragment of a bridge with two figures on it - a man and an animal. Neither the beginning nor the end of the bridge is visible, everything is shrouded in a pale yellow fog through which the outlines of buildings are guessed.
A man peers into a thick fog.
The artist himself, commenting on the plot, explained that in fact, a lion and a man cannot have anything to do on the bridge. And how can a wild animal and man be in one open space? It seems that the author created a work about the inescapable longing for another, seemingly real, life. This is nostalgia for a dream - hence the name of the canvas.
A person has wings, but they are folded - this, according to the artist, looks like sadness about the impossibility of achieving a DREAM. A black character costume accentuates his mood.
A person’s face with drooping wings is not visible, it is impossible to read his thoughts.
The figure of a lion on the canvas is not a random character. The artist, the king of animals is often present in the work. His appearance in Nostalgia is a clear allusion to the prosaic routine of everyday life. The down-to-earth Present always supplants the ephemeral Future, “here and now” there is no place for hopes and dreams.