By Patti Hartigan in ARTicles
For a number of reasons, I’ve spent the last year immersed in education reporting, so it’s nice to be back here thinking and talking about the arts. These two worlds intersect in critical ways, as today’s kids are tomorrow’s artists. I don’t know about you, but my best school daze memories have nothing to do with the rote drills or the bubble tests. Chemistry? Feh. I only remember the teacher screaming at me when I picked up a pile of lye pellets because I thought they were pretty. But I do remember field trips to Lincoln Center, where we worked backstage with a director I would later interview. Physics is fuzzy, but I fondly recall finger painting in kindergarten and writing angst-ridden poetry in a class led by a teacher who didn’t make fun of my adolescent musings.
I was reminded of this the other night during the Oscars when Michael Ciacchino won for his original score for “Up.” He skipped the usual shout-outs to agents and higher powers and, instead, went right back to the beginning.
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