How I Learned To Stop Worrying And Love Extensions
Cause I know there's got to be another level
Somewhere closer to the other side
And I'm feelin' like it's now or never
Can I break the spell of the typical?
After having worked on the project all night, everyone got an extension to Tuesday. Needless to say, my first reaction was being seriously pissed. My second reaction, however, was a little more pleasant. I'm ahead. In printmaking. Things that strike me as equally impossible: bovines jumping over celestial rocks while the cutlery rocks out, a switchover of extreme temperatures in the underworld, and bacon with wings, just to name a few.
The next project is only 3-4 colors, and we're supposed to replicate another artist's work, so I'm thinking of finding a nice, simple Kandinsky. (Good luck, right? It'll have to be something a little more off the beaten track of his.)
I'm using the rest of my time here this afternoon to find critical theory on the Bronte sisters' books, a Kandinsky work that I find appealing and simple, and of course blog and spend a little time organizing my life stalking people's Facebook profiles.
I mentioned a theory to my prof about "people collectors" in Dickens. More specifically, characters like Mr. Peggotty and Miss Betsey who create their own families from a collection of some sort of orphans. He mentioned that Bleak House is very much a commentary on social ophans... I think I am more interested in characters like Peggotty, Betsy, Fagin, and others who create a family around themselves (whether positive or negative) that replaces the traditional family model which often has disappointed them. I don't really find this anywhere but in Dickens, but I think it's really interesting - particularly because on self-examination I can easily see this type of character because I am a people collector - where genetics and courtship have failed to create a normative family in my life, I have a lot of people whom I consider to be family, particularly men - where my family in particular is lacking. My prof was very interested to see an essay on this topic, so I hope to further examine these things. I also plan to do a great deal of 19th century novel reading over Christmas break, particularly I want to properly read David Copperfield and some other Dickens novels, as well as novels for my class.
In other news, I think the dust is settling on school this semester. And I'm really, deeply looking forward to next semester. Things will just be so much easier and cheaper, and then soon this crazy will be over and I'll have to get on with life. Can I break the spell of the typical?