The Museum is under construction. It's been difficult coordinating all the work of the builders, the movers, the archaeology and anthropology interns, getting the diagrams and wall mounts printed large enough and correctly installed, but it's really looking nice. I'm finishing up the catalogue, which goes to the printer this week, and then must be bound. We're also waiting on a few items ordered from China for the giftshop to be shipped. Yeah, opening!
Our own finitude must be prevalent in any enquiry we conduct into the infinite - if only because, given the paradoxes of thought about the infinite, it is clear that we are better able to confront the infinite through analogies and contrasts than head-on.
What we are seeking then is nothing less than an account of our own finitude, and of our relation to the infinite.