VC
Hey all,
Hanging out here on this unbelievably idealic Vermont campus. It is pretty discusting with all of the trees, the cobblestone walkways, the fountains. The program was nothing like I expected. An hour into the program I quickly realized that this was some serious shit. To be honest, I have no idea how I got accepted into the program! Can you say 20 spots, 150 apps! For the first time ever in my life, I am not the art-star in the class. I am having the biggest kick in the ass. Of course really I deserve it. I haven't done shit with my work in years. These other people are incredible. There is a fellow student who just showed her work at the Whitney Biannual (the Wimbledon of the art world).
"Critiques" started this morning and I was reduced to a pile of steaming art trash. Compliments don't seem to exist here (a real policy I think). I have had days of humilation! My work has been described as "interesting" "uninformed" "insignificant". One professor even said, "with a degree in art history, I don't understand why you have not continued the dialogue that exists within the art canon. You know what has come before you, yet you seem uninspired to move foreward." Basically, she is saying that representational painting is dead. It is all about new media, neo-post modernism. What this translates into is basically naked cowboys eating pudding while playing the acordian. How avant-garde.
But I am having a good time. Miss you all.
Hanging out here on this unbelievably idealic Vermont campus. It is pretty discusting with all of the trees, the cobblestone walkways, the fountains. The program was nothing like I expected. An hour into the program I quickly realized that this was some serious shit. To be honest, I have no idea how I got accepted into the program! Can you say 20 spots, 150 apps! For the first time ever in my life, I am not the art-star in the class. I am having the biggest kick in the ass. Of course really I deserve it. I haven't done shit with my work in years. These other people are incredible. There is a fellow student who just showed her work at the Whitney Biannual (the Wimbledon of the art world).
"Critiques" started this morning and I was reduced to a pile of steaming art trash. Compliments don't seem to exist here (a real policy I think). I have had days of humilation! My work has been described as "interesting" "uninformed" "insignificant". One professor even said, "with a degree in art history, I don't understand why you have not continued the dialogue that exists within the art canon. You know what has come before you, yet you seem uninspired to move foreward." Basically, she is saying that representational painting is dead. It is all about new media, neo-post modernism. What this translates into is basically naked cowboys eating pudding while playing the acordian. How avant-garde.
But I am having a good time. Miss you all.