The latest addition to his blog seemed to be a Senior Dinner speech from this year, or maybe what he read to his class to get them to cry this time. That is beside the point. A few lines jumped out at me.
I am not an academic monogamist; I am an unashamed polygamist. I have had many loves. You could never tell from my library or from my shopping history at Amazon.com what I teach. Nor could you tell from their careers what most Sewanee students majored in.
That last sentence rings a little true with me. Here is a little peek at what I've been doing when I'm not making art. My job is many things. Recently it has been building crates. I majored in art history, but no amount of lectures on Pop Art or Gothic cathedrals could have prepared me for this.
|They're art crates.|
Or this. (A little project I was a part of last year.)
I graduated 4 years ago this month. I majored in art history, but I also learned about forestry, geology, the intertwinings of religion and ecology, how to look, and how to think. I can figure anything out if I just think about it a bit... Maybe not astrophysics.
My brain-muscle got a little bigger at Sewanee. My arm muscles have gotten a little bigger with my job.
My co-worker and I are filling these crates next week. We'll see if my brain-muscle calculated them correctly. The proof is in the pudding.