workingI'm oddly excited about teaching. I don't know why exactly. it usually freaks me out. perhaps this will pass when I walk into a room full of people I don't know and tell them why they should pay attention to this stuff that they probably didn't bargain on having to learn at art school.
on to the dissertation. I think it is time now to reread an Agamben piece and write about it. this is the hard part: finishing a whole essay while thinking of things to say about it. I usually get lost in my own thoughts about halfway through. there are a number of essays that have been very important to me that I have no idea how they end. everytime I try to finish one I end up writing fifteen more pages and getting no closer to the end. grad school has ruined me.
