Before coming to college, I’d never really thought of myself as an artist. It wasn’t until our sociology class undertook a project last year in collaboration with arts faculty in the Visual Culture, Music, Dance, and Theater departments- to both quantitatively and qualitatively analyze the role of arts at Bates and to present our findings to the public. Based on our conclusions, we discovered that although Batesies engage in some form of artistic activity (via chorus, radio, orchestra, or even just listening to music during a study break), not enough credit was given to the promotion of the arts here on campus.
After conducting the study, I decided to make it a personal goal to involve myself more in the visual arts. An “artist”, I’ve learned is not one who possesses the talent to produce it, but simply does it for the sheer aesthetic pleasure derived from the experience of seeing art and yet not even physically touching it. And so, I’ve signed up for an art class, “Visualizing Race”, where we examine artworks, performances (yes, we even watched and discussed this recently famous VMA moment), and even brand names such as Aunt Jemima and Abercrombie & Fitch- to explore the underlying racial contexts behind these entities and identities.
In addition, I decided to visit the current exhibition featuring local Maine artist Joel Babb who dissects the themes of cityscapes, nature, and bodies.
There is also a separate exhibit in Olin, Collection Project 4, that displays significant works donated by Bates alumni, by famous artists such as Cezanne, Homer, and Picasso.
As Andy Warhol aptly put, “Art is what you can get away with.” And art is most certainly not necessary for translation, let alone a thousand words.








