“Here, come in and see. To see the dead in this world, to see their bodies in this place, without painting life in the colors of death. That would be to paint without religion, to paint with the colors of painting.” (Jean-Luc Nancy)

These enigmatic words intrigue me, “to paint with the colors of painting.”  And what does it mean to paint with the colors of religion? Merely pious illustration and commemoration? No pious dogma with Caravaggio, says Nancy; there, “There is neither resurrection nor assumption. There is more and less than a negotiation or a philosophy of death.”  Painting death with and as painting. Negotiation.