I am feeling very productive. I had to take my car in to be serviced this morning and I took Being and Nothingness with me and sat in the lounge at the garage and read. Admittedly, I only got through 4 pages in 2 hours, but I was sans dictionary, and he is still on the topic of consciousness.
The general gist of the bit I am reading is that he is trying to find a base for knowing things, which isn’t based on knowledge itself. The aim I think is to get out of that sticky situation imagined by Descartes – how do you know that this is not all a lie conjured up by some evil demon. Plus knowledge is always relative to the observer. If you and I both look at a quilt we both see it differently, we might have a different interpretation of the colours, you might see a pattern emerging from the blocks that I miss. If that is the case, how do we determine which is a true and accurate description of the quilt? How do we ever know if what we are seeing is accurate? Sartre’s answer, there is consciousness, and the being of consciousness is not founded in knowledge, so we are at least part of the way there.
I finished a load of blocks too, which I am happy about, though now I have to go cut out some more before I can do any more sewing.