Remedios Varos died of a heart attack at the age of 54.
This is her only painting that I am aware of without people in it; it clearly is a painting foreshadowing her death (at least in this world).
For me, Art –at its best — is a reflection of the Archetypal World and a depiction from the Collective Unconscious. This painting is remarkable testament to the artistic process.
Carl Jung, after his heart attack in 1944:
I had the feeling that everything was being sloughed away; everything I aimed at or wished for or thought, the whole phantasmagoria of earthly existence, fell away or was stripped from me—an extremely painful process. . . .
This experience gave me a feeling of extreme poverty, but at the same time of great fullness.
There was no longer anything I wanted or desired. I existed in an objective form.