I have always loved the art of Rembrandt. His paintings are beautiful and full of character. It is hard to believe that in his early years in life, he painted the majority of his canvases in oils.
I grew up with Rembrandt’s works in my grandmother’s home. Her father owned a photography studio, and he had a large number of Rembrandt prints that she had brought to the gallery with her. She had them framed and hanging all over her house.
For me that meant that I was well aware of Rembrandt’s philosophy of life. I was told that I should always “leave room for the future.” My mother once told me that each painting is a lesson for an artist. The artist should just let their painting do the talking.
That’s how I feel. As much as I love the works of Rembrandt, it seems that there’s a lot of room for improvement. There are too many things that have the potential to make you look at your life and say “I should make it better.
I wonder if that’s why artists do what they do. I don’t know if it’s just artists being artists, but I think it’s interesting that in art, you are constantly striving towards perfection. Even in the arts, a good painting is not enough. It has to be good enough to be noticed, and if you are good enough to be noticed, you are good enough to be worthy of being seen. This is in the realm of philosophy, too.
One of Rembrandt’s closest friends, Diderot, wrote a book called De l’art est tout le mal. It is a collection of his thoughts on art, life, and death. The book begins by saying that the goal of art is to make the viewer forget their own existence, and to make the viewer experience the world as if they were still existing.
A lot of the book is about how Rembrandt became part of people’s everyday lives through his art. The problem is the reader does not know what Rembrandt did. He was a very famous painter, and a very successful one at that. His reputation was such that people thought he did everything. When he died, people thought he had been killed. It was such a shock that people thought he was dead and gone forever.
Not so. He actually died in his sleep, and we can use that to our advantage in deathloop. By painting the world in his life, Rembrandt shows us that he was not just another painting, but something more. By showing us the world as he saw it, he shows us that he was alive. He was not just a painter like most of us, but he was a philosopher like we are.
Rembrandt was a philosopher. He may have been a painter, but he was also a philosopher. He was an artist, but he was also an artist who spent more time with his thoughts than most artists. The philosopher in Rembrandt wasn’t a philosopher in the classical sense of being able to think about and understand the nature of life. He was a philosopher in the sense that he was aware of how his life was going.
Rembrandt was a philosopher because he was aware of how his life was going, and not because he could actually understand life. He was also not a philosopher because he was a painter (although he could have been). He was not that much smarter than the average painter.