So I am in this Northern Baroque class that has an emphasis on the work of Rembrandt and we had to find some aspect of Dutch art and apply it to three works by Rembrandt that all focused in on a 5-10 year period. We had to formulate our ideas into either an abstract or an outline. I chose to do an abstract seeing as how i had only used outlines in the past (even then a couple times)... and I am not that big of a fan of how they are structured. So i fill out this abstract with great difficulty because I like inserting the classic "art history bullshit" with all the flowy adjectives and what not. I go to the class and I strike up a conversation with this other girl who i've talked to a couple times before. The conversation goes as follows, starting with me:
"I never really like doing these kinds of things, I like the bullshit."
"Have you ever had Muller (the professor) before?"
"No, I haven't."
"Oh well this is all you do."
"Writing abstracts?"
"Yup."
"Oh... well damn."
"Yeah, I hope you do better on your first abstract than I did. It was the worst grade i'd ever gotten, I almost cried."
"Um... yeah, thanks."
And I walk away.
I'd like to thank that snippy little blonde for her words of encouragement. Thank you.
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