The End

So here we are in the end.

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A bit drab. Too dark, not enough color.
<insert monotony br: ^1000% cd/exe.07734>
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Better.

So we watched Mirror Mask in class. At first I thought this was going to go like Labyrinth, where the girl makes a wish and has to deal with the consequences. Then she fell down a rabbits hole, I called Alice in Wonderland. But when she saw herself in the window, I muttered "Invasion of the Body Snatchers". In the end, it was none of those things. I remembered what we learned about not having expectations and learning to take a movie up front without reading too deep for our own preferences and agendas. This in turn got me thinking about politics, which got me thinking about lawlessness, which lead to thinking about the wild west, which led to train heists, which lead to "train of thought", which made me think of all the lessons we have learned over the course of the semester.

1. If it is worth doing, it is worth doing badly.
2. Always do the readings.
3. You can't force a lesson into your art without poking a hole in it.
4. Write what you know, and recognize you know nothing.
5. The sad thing about "finding" God is that once you have Him, you stop asking questions, which in turn means you stop finding answers. Which leads to films like Fireproof.
6. Learn to be silent in moments of despair and to appreciate the darkness so as to better know the light.
7. Look to see the fairy tale, but don't try to turn your own page.
8. There is no "new" thing in art. Just retellings of the same great things.
9. When at your best artistically, your art will tell you.
10. When you can't see the forest, you will walk into trees.

So thank you for the good tree smacking....

I can say we are all better for it.

A fun sabbatical to you and a merry Christmas to you all!