… i swear writing these art history assessments is actually killing me slowly. every sentence i read sounds like it was written by someone who swallowed a dictionary in 1842 and decided to never speak normally again. like what does “ontological displacement of the viewer’s gaze” even mean. just say “it looks weird when u look at it,” bro.
i went into this thinking it’d be like, “look at pretty paintings and talk about why u like them.” easy. fun. relaxing. but no. it’s just paragraphs of “the dialectical interplay of materiality and illusion” and i’m sitting here googling every third word like a lost toddler. and the worst part? half the time the google result doesn’t even help. it’s just more words that mean nothing.
and i can feel my brain like… drying up?? like a raisin?? i start writing and i’m like “yeah ok this sounds smart enough,” but then i read it back and it’s just nonsense. i don’t even know what i’m arguing anymore. i’m just typing hoping it sounds academic enough to trick someone into giving me a passing grade.
i hate that i thought this would be fun. i thought “oh yeah, art history! i love art! museums are cool! this will be chill!!!!” and now i’m here staring at pdfs....... that are long and plain boring.......
i feel like the only art thing happening right now is the performance piece of me suffering in silence :>
honestly i’m about to just give up and watch a movie. at least in movies, when something confuses me, i can just zone out and look at the pretty lighting. this... this is just words and pain.
(hah... ok. yeah. i’m done for today. brain officially fried.)
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