I am no artist. I have no right to be a critic. So I will save my amateur criticisms here on the vox and share the goodness. This painting means a lot to me. It says something to me. But I cannot repeat it, because it does not speak with words. Take a look, maybe it will say it to you too.
Here is a quick but significant thought about engaging here at the vox. A sort of laying down of the law if you will. Here it is: As a philosopher, I reserve the right (as all philosophers do) to add a ‘-ness’ to any word. In many circles this leads to ridicule and cries of foul play, but not here. Here we bask in our ‘nesses.’ For example, we speak of ‘table-ness’ not only with a grin but with an expectation that the expression will be admitted to the conversation with contestation. So for all of you nitpickers and your grammatical-ness, consider your self warned.
