I'm trying to study drawing and painting. I've always doodled and every once in a while taken some course in drawing. Lately I've decided to try again. About 15 minutes from where I live Ed is putting together his atelier, a drawing and painting school - very realist, french academy,...barque drawing,...lots of studies from other drawings and castes. I would learn a lot more if I could spend the time. And I had the money. Ed says the money
I recently argued that my creation, the church of Spongebob, could gain credibility if someone could find any evidence for its protagonist, the most famous citizen of Bikini Bottom, Spongebob Squarepants, to actually exist. The claim is, to remind us, our lives are just like the lives of Spongebob and his buddies at the bottom of the ocean. That comparison would seem a lot stronger if we could think, we could or could have actually gone out and swapped stories with Spongebob himself.
Come to find out, I don't have to make it up. He's been around.
Socrates said our lives were like those of his prisoners in the Cave. There's the parable about us being farmers and the absent landlord. Some say we could be dreaming, now. Others say it's hard to know we are not brains in vats.
They're all about the same.
I'm saying, the real question is why we should be thinking our lives are anything like Spongebob's, et al.
I've done some work changing the look of "Touchy Subjects."
I liked the darker coloration of a few weeks ago. However, the printing quality was not what I had wanted. The lines were so close together, it was hard to read. The new look is better in that respect. I've also edited the typeLists appearing in the right hand column. There were some out of date. Some seemed innappropriate. Some of those I put in better locations.
I want to present a fair number of resources in this sidebar. Please look into the information they provide. They are there to wonder about.
I could be flash and say that it's not about why I'm doing this, rather it's about why you aren't. In other words, writing and chatting seem valuable if only because you get better at it the more you do. So, I haven't written a paper in a philosophy class for a long long time, this blog-writing may improve my skills to do that, to think about the mess. I'm behind. I have spent a lot of afternoons sitting in some cafe with a refillable diet soda thinking about the state of philosophy. The notes there were meant for me. This blog will get me to think about addressing others. I can convince myself. Now, how about the uphill challenge of addressing others.
I work in a place where most everyone is on the job, all the time. There's little water-cooler chat. My family is spread out, doing their own things for weeks and weeks. Yes they have ideas about things. No, they don't have ideas about philosophy. So, the blog will put myself in public. This is a soapbox, more or less. I'm haranguing you about your sinning ways. Repent.
It's not e-mail. These posts are not me writing to some specific individual, but written to the public. Hey, we have a problem people, I'm saying. Here's what I think. Then, I want someone to respond to my claims, rants, arguments, and so on.