, to me, is the archetype of a working class artist. Making cartoons seems to come to him the way howling comes to wolves and singing to birds — it’s just what he does. Sometimes they end up in The New Yorker, sometimes on a price tag in the grocery store that he works at.
Last September Jason made a series of diagrams exploring the topic of consciousness through spatial reasoning.
When he shared it with me, I immediately suggested publishing at PsyPol, and he replied that he should first wait for an official rejection from the philosophy journal he had submitted it to.
contributed a cover image, and then I spent a few days turning a perfectly good illustrated essay into a deck of cards — why I had to do this, I don’t know.
Please find the product of this collective labor below.
Something fun about cards is you can rearrange them. I kind of like this essay best when I read it backwards, from frequency physics to cosmic tape feed. A "single cosmic intellect" does not necessarily equal an "omnipotent creator," though. And being a "spectator of thought" can be liberating, not just passive. Then we are NOT our thoughts any more than we are, say, whatever is being said on a podcast we're hearing, or whatever we see or overhear while waiting for a bus.
These are awesome! Philosophically, I can’t condone any of this. Artistically, I absolutely adore!
Something fun about cards is you can rearrange them. I kind of like this essay best when I read it backwards, from frequency physics to cosmic tape feed. A "single cosmic intellect" does not necessarily equal an "omnipotent creator," though. And being a "spectator of thought" can be liberating, not just passive. Then we are NOT our thoughts any more than we are, say, whatever is being said on a podcast we're hearing, or whatever we see or overhear while waiting for a bus.