Look at this painting and don't ask the usual critical questions,
What does this painting mean?
What is it trying to say?
How does it make me feel?
What does it make me feel?
Beyond these questions is the insistent murmur of great art; the nagging thought that the work holds something to itself, contains something that, in the final analysis remains untouchable, unknowable.
Then you have to ask the haunting question what does this painting know?
Why does knowledge have to be coffined into statements, the spoken, the word; it is well to remember that our theory of knowledge
(Epistemology) how we deem something to be knowledge, it too, has a history, it emanated from somewhere, like 17th Century German universities/philosophy.
Apart from that - what is the explanation of the seemingly insane drive of man to be painter and poet if it is not an act of defiance against what? Nietzsche's answer is; 'We embrace art, lest we ask the question Why?'
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