On a serious note.

Frustration is an eminent force within my very being. (poetic I know) This is because of many reasons, ones that I shall be selective in speaking about publicly but in today's case I'm not feeling too shy in voicing it.

I'm an international student in an ART school. I don't think I'm Michael Angelo or by any means a prodigy. I consider myself to be a creative person in search of the skills I need to finally say what I've been dying to say  eloquently. Seeing as how my country is restrictive in it's admittance of Artwork and the big taboo of nudity, I decided coming back to my college would be the best choice for me. I didn't want to draw vegetables - not that they aren't beautiful up close! but I really REALLY want to get better at drawing the anatomy.

Sure of course I can be self taught but really I don't learn very well that way and in fact I would argue no one learns better that way - an extra set of eyes is always helpful.

Here I am at the climax of my story, full of emotion and I'm ready to express and ready to experiment and what happens? I spend 6 hours of my day reading for my humanities classes, which by the way are worth more credits than the 2 studio classes I'm taking.

I'm angry. On a scale of 1-10 how much do I feel like I'm learning something beneficial towards my field in the arts? 1 being not at all and 10 being 100% effective. I would say -10.

Yes I'm learning that the United States government puts it's interests ahead of basic human rights and that wealth distribution in the United States is not equal. Tell me something I don't know - I'm living this!

I want to learn how to draw a body in better proportion. I want to learn to draw faster and become more proficient at doing it. I want to learn how to paint less sloppily. I want to mix media and make bigger work.
I want to learn new molding techniques  and find new materials to work with. I WANT TO GET BETTER AT ART NOT READING OR WRITING RESEARCH PAPERS.

Am I in the wrong school? I'm starting to feel like it. Funny how I crossed an ocean to come to a country that I ran from for the very thing I'm learning in these humanities classes - I lived it. I'm living it, I'm going to continue to live it. I want to say something about it. SO FOR FUCKS SAKE CORNISH CAN I LEARN HOW TO DO THAT BETTER WITH ART?

As a side note - to the 1 unnamed studio class I am taking - I swear if I hear one more teacher say "If you don't understand something look at youtube." I will make a complaint to the board of the school that I shouldn't be paying money for that class. Teach me! I WANT TO LEARN ART.