What the hell is and where can I buy a lifetime's supply?
I start back at school on Monday, without any real idea what the hell I am supposed to do or feel about it. For the last several months I have been concerned with a wholly different realm of knowledge: technology.
I guess I should be grateful (and I am) that I have had the time off, but except for spending money on equipment, I have done nothing to bridge the continuum that was last year's class/mindset to this coming year. I expect that I will be playing catch up for a while and that is actually okay with me. The problem with art school is there is nary an empirical means to guage one's progress. My experience of my progress is described by wordlessness and doubt, with the frustrations and awareness that I am competing solely with myself. I do not arrive at this obvious understanding without having first compared myself to anyone who seems at the moment to have "it" where I do not.
It is Friday afternoon. I will need to be in a state of readiness (co-opted miltary terms abound, now) in about 60 hours from now. Huh.
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