Thursday, October 21, 2010

Lives of the Saints: The Burden of Proof


Things which don't constitute proof (aka truth):
Evidence
Deeply held convictions
Elegance of the Equation
Your dead Aunt Fanny's sugar cookie recipe

One draws one's own conclusion, the portrait you see is of necessity merely a sketch.

I like this set on flickr too.

18 comments:

Lorenzo said...

Ah, "Aunt Fanny's sugar cookie recipe", the fulcrum of all epistemology ...

Eva said...

A white, blue-rimmed cup!

Charles Gramlich said...

I'd add "Dreams" to things that don't constitute truth

ArtSparker said...

Hmm, this post was a little didactic or sententious or something...it was just supposed to be a list of sorts.

ArtSparker said...

Charles - for me, dreams are getting warmer because mutable- that is, they reflect reality better than a fixed point.

Art said...

Things which don't consitute proof: tea leaves, alhtough not as delicious as cookies.

I like the rabbit heads

California Girl said...

thanks for the link to Oliver Flores' work. It's beautiful, fanciful, colorful and fun.

Poet in Residence said...

"The proof of the pudding is in the eating," as the holy Fanny, now saintly drawn on the cookie jar, always liked to say.

Cláudia said...

Elegance of the Equation - I think this is the trickiest one. We (human animals)are so attracted to it! We love to be fooled by elegance, roundness and simplicity. We avoid chaos.

yvette said...

love the rabbits

jude said...

the weight of the world

Rick said...

The other night as I was driving home in the rain, a small frog, or possibly a toad--who the hell knows the difference, especially at night when it's dark and you're tired and you're driving and you're perhaps more on the lookout for wayward pedestrians than for frogs or toads... Anyway a small frog hopped right across my path on the road. Right through the beam of my headlights in the rain. I don't know if I ran over it or not. I mean, it was small, you know. It's not like there would be any kind of bump or thump or anything. I hope I didn't run it over.
The arc between the rabbits' eyes reminded me of the arc of the frog's (or toad's or whatever) hops through the beams of my car's headlights. The frog (or toad) that I hope is still living.

ArtSparker said...

Rick - Not hearing the clunk in the wheel well is a good sign (squirrel, once). Considering the area, the odds sound pretty good.

Chris David Richards said...

'the portrait you see is of necessity merely a sketch'. There's a philosophy dissertation to write from that.

Also, slightly irrelevantly, I saw a piece about Mary and Max on TV. Looks like some nicely idiosyncratic clay.

Tom said...

they seem to be sharing a thunk

Celeste Bergin said...

the rabbits seem in concurrence

Totalfeckineejit said...

I prefer to feel with the heart than always think with the head.

Emma J said...

Ah! I like the picture. I like the subsequent conversation. And the thoughts they're both still provoking. Thanks for this.