doing things with words and pictures
My propositions are elucidatory in this way: he who understands me finally recognizes them as senseless, when he has climbed out through them, on them, over them. (He must so to speak throw away the ladder, after he has climbed up on it.) Wittgenstein, Tractatus: 6.54
So we climb up and look about us, non-plussed, waiting for the investigations to begin.
...or, perhaps, to end. So that, exhausted by thought, we may at last begin the descent. Unaided, as the case may be. A blind leap. The more perilous phase of the project.But, a fine day for it, as appears.
A sky full of Constable clouds.
I like how the rungs are horizontal ancillaries of the brickwork's grout--and vice-versa, of course.
It's great to have an axis so clearly there. I loved that stand out grout. People worry too much about hiding the seams these days.