Critique

Right now I feel as though I am this container that is pictured. I am balancing on this edge and every now and then I feel as though I may fall off, but that hasn't happened yet. Only two months, 60-something days, 1400 + hours until my undergrad college chapter comes to an end. I am excited but I admit it feels weird not to worry about registering for classes this fall...I am not sure what the future holds yet.

Chico State has returned from the St. Patrick's spring break and most the students in the art department have had to hit the ground running, or maybe they kept working all through break. Mid term cirtiques have either arrived or will be arriving soon - and many student and faculty are off to Philadelphia to attend the print conference or the national ceramic conference (NCECA). Last year I was fortunate enough to go to Phoenix for NCECA, but let me tell you what - I wish I could travel to Philly and not worry about graduating right now. Agh..o well.

Earlier today our advanced ceramic class had our 1 of 2 intense critiques. I will stop writing soon and flood your eyes with some pictures of the work. I felt out of all the advanced ceramic classes I have taken, this critique with this class has been one of the better ones. Many times students find crits to be just an uncomfortable blanket in the room of silence while the teacher calls on students at random to comment and sometimes you wonder why the class bullshits their way through an hour dissecting the tree-wire sculpture. With that said - I am glad our class was at such a comfort level where we can give genuine feedback and everyone participated in questions and concerns.