The Circle of Life

Before we discuss this week’s piece, a few tidbits from what’s actually happening presently in my life. Saw Good Night, and Good Luck last week. It is excellently made and everyone in the cast gives a strong performance. Of course, the subject matter is uncomfortably relevant, I would say. But all of that you could have gotten from any number of talking head reviews. Here’s my tidbit: see if you can figure out which minor character is Alex Borstein, voice of Lois Griffin on Family Guy!
My semester finally started last Friday. Safety will be difficult. The design project will be difficult, but at least that’s basically limited to February. Apologies in advance if I don’t post during that month. Apologies also if you were really itching to hear some more of those stories I foreshadowed in “”FREEDOM!!” I will try to switch it up a little bit and throw some of those in alongside the art exhibition, but the simple fact is that those take longer to write. It’s pretty easy to throw together a paragraph and post some silly drawing, by contrast.
On the grad school front, I have been accepted with full support to the University of Washington (located in Seattle) and Berkeley. Both have graciously offered to fly me out (on their dime… er, thousands of dimes) to tour their campuses. This will happen in February and March, and of course I am excited. I love traveling anyway, and I have not yet visited the great state of Washington.
I also need to mention some kind of a disclaimer. I suspect that the Radisson Hotels would not necessarily like their good name besmirched by this zaniness. So: the views expressed on this blog and in this exhibition do not necessarily represent those of Radisson Hotels, its employees, partners, etc. They’re good people; without their little tablets of paper in their rooms, none of this would have been possible. But don’t hold it against them.
OK, today’s piece: “The Circle of Life,” (pencil, 2002) by Francisco. It’s pretty self-explanatory, but if you need something to think about, consider this: it’s not really a circle.

Whoa dude, deep.