Reflections on Interlochen, Part I
Being a big fish in a little pond can sure boost your ego, but it can also stunt your growth--true growth. Before and after the Junior year I spent at Interlochen, that's what I was, one of the most talented people among my peers. But full of formerly-big-fishes-in-little-ponds, the word competitive doesn't begin to describe Interlochen. But competition is good. It's what makes democracy grand ain't it? It's just the corrupt competition that is unsettling. Those in authority gave attention, nay nurture, to flourishing stars (ones that didn't seem to need it), while many of the struggling were often given the "tough love/sink or swim" treatment.
Interlochen was described by one of its students, Jeremy Cantor, as college without the freedom. But the freedom students complain they miss out on, dating, driving, shopping, playing sports, and big cities, were not that big a deal to me. I wish those in authority had set more realistic limits on my educational experience to tell you the truth. I wish my dreams hadn't been humored for so long. But I was eager to experience the high school that was an arts camp in the woods! How romantic and fabulous! What an opportunity! I enrolled for eight classes in the fall, which had me occupied from 8 am to 5:30 pm, with an hour for lunch, Tuesday through Saturday. Mind you these are essentially college-preperatory and in many cases college-level classes. This left little time for the homework, which soon overwhelmed me. I tried to be tough--away from home for the first extended period, away from my family, my long-time girlfriend who was my best friend, away from the charming mediocrity (especially at my high school) which had so grown on me. As my personal space began to become more and more cluttered, the homework piled up. Eventually I swallowed my pride and talked with my parents about dropping some non-required classes....
crossposted to my personal journal. Current Mood: contemplative
and the collar must be showing...
so did anyone else just find it a bit uncomfortable to wear the color blue after graduation? i know it took me a good six months to a year before i started enjoying that color in clothing again.
The First Entry in a Community
Well, thank you Cassidy, this has the potential to be quite the interesting community.
Introductions? I was a two-year theatre-major, graduating '01. I decided upon graduation that I was fed up with theatre and that I was going to quit. Then about halfway through my freshman year of college I relented, and now I'm studying set and costume design. Which I genuinely like better than acting, although I never did it at IAA.
I have way too many memories to even start reminiscing/questioning in the morning before classes. And a lot of my angst was resolved when I went to Festival 2003 last May. But I just wanted to start the ball rolling and get other people to post.