Category Archives: Media

Alva Noe on Art

Alva Noë thinks the arts can actually teach us about ourselves, our lot in life, and our experience of the world around us. While this might seem like an unremarkable claim, among philosophers of art, this is no trivial thesis. As one kind of aesthetic cognitivist, Noë is thereby denying that the arts are primarily about, say, expressions of private taste or articulations of emotion.

The reason I’m drawing attention to this conversation at all is because I wouldn’t want to see others neglect aesthetics as I did in my undergrad philosophy days. This branch of philosophy stands to make an appreciable contribution to one’s general philosophical sensibilities if students would attend to its concerns and discursive practices — particularly if one’s previous exposure to philosophy has exaggerated its proximity to the sciences.

If you’d care to follow up, Noë further elaborates his take on art in an article here.

And for those specially intrigued, Noë also airs his thoughts in book-length form here.

A Song for Good Friday

Luke 23:39-42, NIV (for context)

One of the criminals who hung there hurled insults at him: “Aren’t you the Messiah? Save yourself and us!” But the other criminal rebuked him. “Don’t you fear God,” he said, “since you are under the same sentence? We are punished justly, for we are getting what our deeds deserve. But this man has done nothing wrong.” Then he said, “Jesus, remember me when you come into your kingdom.”

For Palm Sunday — 2016

Just a post to acknowledge that we’re entering Holy Week.

For those with an interest in revisiting the old, old story, you can do so, in its four variations, HERE.

And while we’re at it, let’s throw in a rendition of the classic Palm Sunday hymn All Glory, Laud and Honor as sung by the choir of Cambridge’s King’s College Chapel.

Refrain: All glory, laud, and honor / To Thee, Redeemer, King, / To whom the lips of children / Made sweet hosannas ring.

Thou art the King of Israel, / Thou David’s royal Son, / Who in the Lord’s name comest, / The King and Blessed One.


The company of angels / Are praising Thee on high, / And mortal flesh and all things / Created make reply.


To Thee, before Thy Passion, / They sang their hymns of praise; / To Thee, now high exalted, / Our melody we raise.


[I can’t quite make out their fourth verse. They seem to depart from more common translations of this hymn]


[on a personal note: Is there a chapel more beautiful than King’s? No. The answer is no. For another view — credit is owed to google image search for the pic.]