By Gabriel | January 17, 2013
This semester I am taking an art education class which is quickly becoming my favorite class. We talked recently about photography and its significance in art, history, and in creating identity. I was thinking the whole time how many of us curate our own sense of identity, our own mythology, largely with pictures. I’m not so sure about the honesty in that.
As a student who is still relatively new here, I am often tempted to “see the sights” and explore campus and the surrounding area with a camera in tote for no other explicit purpose than to capture that experience and chronicle it with rest of equally staged experiences that will ultimately resemble a truly manicured life that is interesting.
But then I’d be missing the point, wouldn’t I?
These concepts aren’t entirely new, yet they seem forgotten to me. A recent assignment in class is to spend thirty minutes with a piece of art and describe the evolution of your thought process with that piece of art. I can’t remember the last time I spend thirty minutes straight thinking about anything much less a piece art. I’m not so sure what that says about me.
So, before having even completed (or started) the assignment, I decided to take a few things away from that. I want to be much more deliberate about my experience here at OSU. My years here should definitely not be consisted of an ill-thought out clichéd bucket list. But also, I want to think more. About everything. Especially what it means to be a Buckeye.
It’s hard to find the pulse of campus sometimes, especially since it’s so big. There’s a lot going on all at once. It can be dizzying to try and find your campus, your OSU. A lot can get drowned out in the noise. The key is though that it is there, waiting.
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