THE BLOG OF ETERNAL STENCH

This class was an apt and beneficial class to end Art School. I think this class has pushed me to actually have an opinion and stay 'present', in comparison to my experiences in previous THAP classes where I have sat as a mind-wanderer, daydreaming of everything other than what is being said in class (like the lovely shade of Dani Mellors hair). Although I did not really voice my opinion in class, it was really enjoyable listening to everyone's comments, thoughts and a certain student's right-winged, kinda neo-Nazi-in-intent monologues (but I won't go into that one). I had a love/hate relationship with the blogs (more hate), but in the end I have decided they pushed me to stay engaged and again, made me form some sort of opinion. However, this class has also questioned my art making process, and I feel some others have experienced the same. I liken this feeling to hearing about someone who donates to multiple charities, or runs MS marathons, or volunteers at hospitals--- you hear about it, feel really bad about yourself for a while, question your whole 'giving' ability but then go back to watching Extreme Makeover with MacDonalds hamburger in your hand (a bad analogy, and I dont do this, but stay with me). This feeling doesn't mean I am going to change my process, or aesthetic-- I am not going to make a three course meal and feed the masses and say that's my art. However, I will from now on look at my work, take a sigh and walk away feeling like I should host a fundraiser for Cancer research.

Thankyouuu Social Relations and Critical Spaces. It's been real.