“I am enough of an artist to draw freely upon my imagination. Imagination is more important than knowledge. Knowledge is limited. Imagination encircles the world.” - Albert Einstein
Who cares if that quote applies to what I am about to say.
Last week I sat in class for the first time in a long time and like high-school, I felt the pressure. I just began a two year journey at the Red River College in Winnipeg. The program I am studying is called Creative Communications and as long as I am attending classes here, I must manage a blog. This isn't pressure to me and neither are the due dates or tests. These things are just expectations that come with being a student...blah, blah, blah. The pressure I feel is like my heart is being broken as I bid farewell to my pure, childish creativity. In saying good-bye I saw hello to new knowledge mixed with rules, limits and strict guidelines. "This is the ONLY way to do it." I like to my finish my letters without always ending in "Sincerely." I like bedheads. I don't like wearing black to a funeral. I like laughing when other people aren't. I like crooked smiles. I like getting my car dirty. I like starting sentences with and. And if some of the "creative communication" I have been taught would be given a colour, it would be black and white and maybe some grey.
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