An art major, graduated.

I. could
e.xperiment
In the
Neighborhood of
exerting
effort to
drench this blog in art.
Meaning, this blog shall
obambulate on thoughts of
travel, but also
include my
various
artsy
twiddlings to stave off
ignavia in my
own art
now.

What say you?

On moving on...

I'm technically working on my mechanics final right now but got distracted. Again. Thanks to Fisk's blog. Which got me back to this blog which I haven't looked at since getting back from Europe. Which got me reading some of my old posts. Which got me thinking...

What is it about being at Westmont that causes my mental processes to be so different that I no longer reflect about things creatively or at all like I did while I was abroad? Is it just being back in familiar space? Is it just the Westmont culture with all its focus on being involved (read: busy)?