Belgian Surrealism rendered as a design system: the brushless, bourgeois calm of René Magritte around 1929, the year he painted a pipe and wrote "this is not a pipe" beneath it. Flat cerulean skies, marching clouds, precise realist objects suspended in enormous negative space. The wit lives in the gap between a thing and its name. Nothing is decorative for its own sake — a green apple interrupts, a caption quietly contradicts, and the whole page behaves like a canvas that insists "this is not a button."