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Joy Feasley creates for the modern eye what those symbolists of the late 19th century did for Europeans at the end of the century. A black beaded curtain separates the participant from entering a space that defies gravity. Moravian stars appear to float on all levels and planes of the viewers eye enveloping us into a state of awe and curiosity. Sheathed vision boggles the mind, confusing the reality of seeing and the want of seeing. Because I did not attend this exhibition, I will go no further into explaining the experience of entering. Unfortunately only the outer empiricism can be endeavored.

A class focusing on computers and basic technologies is surprisingly beneficial to one's 21st century existence. Being late for work on the other hand, is not recommended.