Every time I go in to talk to my professor about it, I get a clearer idea of what I'm doing, a better understanding of my topic, and more enthusiasm to get it done.
It's like...instant inspiration.
Which is almost ironic because there was no muse for art (stupid Greeks). Though I guess they valued thought and writing a great deal, so perhaps those muses are helping me out. I guess I'm not really doing art, like the melancholy sufferers of the world.
Oy...so much art theory and criticism on the brain.
And now to Physical Geography, one of the worst gen-eds I've ever taken (though it doesn't yet beat Finite Mathematics as the absolute worst gen-ed ever).