When I first heard the question “What did you learn in STAC so far?” I thought that nothing major could have happened to me because of this class yet. I mean, it’s only been two months, how much could my outlook on life change? STAC has challenged me in ways that no class has before, and it most definitely broadened my horizons, but I was skeptical to believe that I now have a different outlook today then I did in September. Once I reflected I realized that two months in STAC did change my outlook on life drastically. Before STAC I knew what I liked. After two months in STAC I find myself figuring out exactly why I like it. Nothing is “I love this show” anymore. It’s “I love the subtle wit in the writing, quirky actors, and good cuts.” It’s a part of seeing and hearing everything piece by piece, and not as a whole.
I wish I could say I was still a master of this, since figuring out what does and doesn’t work would help my own artistic pursuits, but I’m far from it. I only notice things when I want to notice them. I don’t notice anything out of the ordinary until I go searching for it, but when I do I notice things that kind of blow my mind. My hardwood floors are no longer brown, but they’re now a biegish-brownish-tannish color with a slight undertone of reddish-purplish. It’s almost impossible to explain. I guess now I can notice the not only seemingly unnoticeable, but the inexplicable.
So STAC taught me how to see with my eyes, and not my brain. I no longer am forced to see things for what they are, but instead I now see things for what they’re made up of. Not only things like films, paintings, or songs can be broken up. I even find myself seeing regular household objects as the different shapes they’re made up of. I’m now capable of seeing the little things in everything. If this much changes by the end of one quarter, I’m both a little scared and excited to see how much I grow by the end of the year.
"I only notice things when I want to notice them."
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