The canvas says, “This window is empty.” No. It isn’t. There’s a canvas in it that says “This window is empty.” But then you could get all deep and wonder what window is being referenced. Or whether the canvas is a window of sorts. Or you could just take a picture of it because it’s mildly amusing.
This window was in Oregon. Maybe they just look at things differently there.
Love your logic – the window – not so much – but then I’m not from Oregon. LOL
I wouldn’t call it empty either. 🙂
Hey, even emptiness is full of something.
Ummmm. I am scribbling in my exam booklet. And squirming in my chair. And looking around for a girl with pigtails to dip in my inkwell . . . .
If this was taken in Portland, I’m pretty sure they see things differently! 😉
I am sure this is part of the “message”…
Nothing is ever really empty, is it?
That is a peculiar kind of logic.
I didn’t realize that you were such a philosopher! Very good. This is one of those puzzles like when a tree falls in the forest does it make a sound if there’s no one there to hear it. How can a window be empty? A window is merely a form through which things like light go…it can’t contain anything. Or can it? Darn. I’m gonna be up all night now. Thanks a lot!
I was going to send you a Cuban but now I’m having 2nd thoughts. You’ll just have to come to Ocala and get one! 🙂
hmmmmm…. let me think about that…. 😉