My Crit.

I had something of a critique two weeks ago so I suppose I'll discuss it. I brought in a painting I just completed because that is my concentration and it was available in the building. I am not, however, doing any painting for my thesis and I made sure everyone was aware of that. The painting did serve a purpose, though, even if it was just to show that I like to utilize humor in my work which will be heavily relied on in my thesis.

My critique was short because of this, but what I got from it was...Uh I don't know. They wanted to see something I was actually going to introduce into my thesis, which is an understandable request and something I plan on honoring next time I have access to a DVD player for them. The most I got out of the critique was an overwhelming sense that I was doing way more work than a lot of other people. Not all people mind you, there are some that are going balls to the wall and I admire that. Still, I'm busting my hump while others are grabbing things out of their studios that they already had completed and acting like they can just grab some nails, hang them up, and be done with that. Fuck that.

I don't mind it though because it only fuels my heavily satirical, antisocial commentary on Mason Gross that will become my thesis. And, please, understand that I recognize a lot of people that are actually working hard and doing amazing things, but for everyone of those people there are five that just want to pile a whole bunch of shit in the middle of the gallery and grab their diploma. Fuck that.

EDIT:
I almost forgot...I was in the wrong group the whole time I was in crit. I had missed the first two classes (who, me? how unusual) so I had to go ask where I was supposed to be. I was on the list as..I don't know, we'll say group C. But after crit I noticed that the people I recognize in my group (group two) were just about to GO to THEIR crits. So I was in group 1 crit. Totally the wrong crit. I didn't know what was happening, I had missed group 2's sit down session to discuss the show, so I left. I'll never see those people in group 1 crit again, maybe forever. Who knows. Point is that it is now like week 5 and I'll be going into my actual crit group for the first time next Friday. Oh my God I'm such an asshole. This is my life.