Tonight, I had my final critique for my drawing class. I arrived early and installed my work, and was eager to start at 6:30pm. A number of students showed up only minutes before the start of class, delaying the beginning of the critique. The critique felt like it was one of the better ones we had in class. However, that isn't really saying much. It seems like every critique we've had in this class has devolved into talking about politics or society rather than about the work in front of us. I feel like I did a lot of work in this class. However, the only reason the quality of my work was so high was because of the freedom of materials. It was really nice to see what everyone finished with, though.
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