Missing Seas and Philosophers, Ladders and Beauty.
In this very moment, I am finishing the review of Gill’s
book (Philosophos: Plato’s Missing Dialogue), which is charmingly “pattern-governed”,
distinguishing itself as such in the Anglo-American landscape, and fun to read. Beside this praise, I would like to
express my astonishment, before submitting my review to the European Journal of Philosophy, in which I weave the entire fabric of praise
and critique. In the appendix, I missed the word theology, though this
is a book devoted to Plato’s concept and nature of philosophy and his type of philosopher(s). As carefully
as I could, I looked for hints throughout the book but to no avail. Though Gill often
appeals to Aristotle as having provided a “more fully worked-out” theory with
regard to many topics, right, she is not willing to regard Plato as preparing the
Aristotelian bent on this point: metaphysics as the question of being qua
being and of the divine being(s).
Gill detects the first in Plato but remains silent about the second. This I did find
interesting, not just interesting, but very interesting. All in all, the book is
fascinating and finely imitates many virtues of Platonic writing.
PS: I had terribly missed the Greek sea. After almost three
years, I enjoyed a reviving encounter.
Masaccio, Madonna and Christ with St. Anna, Florence (Uffizi). Masaccio has been one of the most important figures with regard to the introduction of perspective in (Renaissance) painting. What a joyful anticipation, deepened by my thinking of the Fra Angelico's frescoes (the very many of them in the Monastery of St. Marcus), not to mention Botticelli and Filippo Lippi. How can someone prepare for (so great "amounts" of) beauty? By re-reading the wise words of Diotima?
PPS: My warmest greetings to two cities and dear friendships: New York and Sydney.
Masaccio, Madonna and Christ with St. Anna, Florence (Uffizi). Masaccio has been one of the most important figures with regard to the introduction of perspective in (Renaissance) painting. What a joyful anticipation, deepened by my thinking of the Fra Angelico's frescoes (the very many of them in the Monastery of St. Marcus), not to mention Botticelli and Filippo Lippi. How can someone prepare for (so great "amounts" of) beauty? By re-reading the wise words of Diotima?
PPS: My warmest greetings to two cities and dear friendships: New York and Sydney.