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“I Find Myself Laughing at the Painting”

Brush still in hand, my eyes becoming clear, I find myself laughing at the painting. I’m surprised by my joy.[1] 

Laughter, Hobbes wrote, “is nothing but sudden glory arising from some sudden conception of some eminency in ourselves.”[2] 

Not in me – but through me.


[1] Apologies to Wordsworth.

[2] Leviathan