As someone with an MFA I can only speak from personal experience: the art degree world is, in fact, bullshit. Valuable to the extent anyone engaging with it seems it valuable. But aside from that it’s a lifelong loan, a few lifelong friends, and a life of remembering to create for the same reason your daughter wrote that beautiful poem: to remember to keep existing.
As someone with an MFA I can only speak from personal experience: the art degree world is, in fact, bullshit. Valuable to the extent anyone engaging with it seems it valuable. But aside from that it’s a lifelong loan, a few lifelong friends, and a life of remembering to create for the same reason your daughter wrote that beautiful poem: to remember to keep existing.
The whole pack of your are geniuses. I love her poem. Did she write that in Bam Bam?
Frustrating éléments to your story, but with lots of beauté.