School, Stupid!
"The artist is nothing without gift, but the gift is nothing without work." - Émile Zola
The above is an apt quote both in my personal life and current work: my original proposal for Dr. Bari was rejected (mostly on the basis that she realized I was pushing myself to research Goya to work within a mold into which my mind simply can't fit anymore) and I have since found Manet and his early works submitted to the Paris salons vastly more workable. I'm looking at some of Zola's criticism of Manet's works exhibited in the Salon des Refusés (an exhibition of the works rejected by the official salon jury), and he is turning out to be quite a fierce character.
Which brings me round to the point: my own pathetic lack of ferocity in my studies this semester. I could probably think of any number of excuses (unemployment, being sick, breaking up, etc), but they aren't getting me anywhere. Really, I've become scared of failure and change and I've been avoiding my work because of it. Dr. Bari understands this, she really does, and she knows me too well: I was bright enough to scrape A's doing minimal work as an undergrad. But that's not going to fly if I really want to get somewhere with all this...
I probably won't be around much for about the next month. Anything outside of studying, going to the gym, eating, and sleeping will just be a short break from those. I really need to do well in this 19th century art class or Dr. Bari is going to fail me!
So, I apologize in advance, but for the most part, I'm not going to be able to hang out with people until the end of the semester.
The above is an apt quote both in my personal life and current work: my original proposal for Dr. Bari was rejected (mostly on the basis that she realized I was pushing myself to research Goya to work within a mold into which my mind simply can't fit anymore) and I have since found Manet and his early works submitted to the Paris salons vastly more workable. I'm looking at some of Zola's criticism of Manet's works exhibited in the Salon des Refusés (an exhibition of the works rejected by the official salon jury), and he is turning out to be quite a fierce character.
Which brings me round to the point: my own pathetic lack of ferocity in my studies this semester. I could probably think of any number of excuses (unemployment, being sick, breaking up, etc), but they aren't getting me anywhere. Really, I've become scared of failure and change and I've been avoiding my work because of it. Dr. Bari understands this, she really does, and she knows me too well: I was bright enough to scrape A's doing minimal work as an undergrad. But that's not going to fly if I really want to get somewhere with all this...
I probably won't be around much for about the next month. Anything outside of studying, going to the gym, eating, and sleeping will just be a short break from those. I really need to do well in this 19th century art class or Dr. Bari is going to fail me!
So, I apologize in advance, but for the most part, I'm not going to be able to hang out with people until the end of the semester.