Next week is the last week of the 6-week summer session I've been teaching. Students who, for the last 5 weeks, have been slackers and not submitted ANY work (but haven't had any absences so they couldn't be dropped) are suddenly serious about the class. For the past 2 days I've been barraged with emails and in-person excuses as to why they've not submitted work and why I should let them submit an entire semester's worth of work this weekend and next week. Mind you, these are students who took spots in the class that could have been given to others that actually care about their education. With all the budget cuts that have resulted in class cuts (we had to reduce summer offerings by 50 percent and there were over 4,000 students on waitlists for the summer session) it is more than frustrating to have a student take a spot in the class and then proceed to not participate in said class. I am so glad I'm turning off the computer (and, by extension, student email reading) and flying to San Francisco in a few hours for 2 1/2 days in "the city by the bay". In any event, the art piece above reflects what my brain has been hearing.
Image Shown:
Blah, Blah, Blah, Mel Bochner, 2010, oil on velvet, 63 x 57 x 1.8 inches
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