Abstract

There is something mournful in discussing a painting that has been lost or destroyed. It is the futile attempt to recover something that is irreparably gone. In the end, it recovers nothing, save for the memory of it’s vanishing. There is something mournful in discussing a people that has been lost or destroyed. It is the futile attempt to recover something that is irreparably gone. In the end, it recovers nothing, save for the memory of it’s vanishing. This paper is about a painting, a people, and a woman philosopher whose writing attempts to take account of their respective disappearances. In so doing, she developed a philosophy of subversion that articulated the tragic character of social-political..