Battle in Memorial

On Saturday September 15, at 7:00pm one of the best two teams in the nation faced off in Memorial Stadium. I have never been to a Nebraska game before and I figured that this should be the game to do it. From the outside when I was driving up to the stadium I knew it was big, but only when I walked in did I think to myself, "WOW." This stadium alone of its sheer size is impressive, but only what amazed me more are the fans. I've heard all over the nation that the Cornhusker fans are one of the best, not only because of their great sportsmanship, but also because they have to have the greatest fan support I have ever heard of. In Michigan you hear that the head coach got things throw at him, and the fans had no support for him. And even after the almost hopeful defeat of the Cornhuskers the stadium was still full of fans and support until the final whistle. I walked around the stadium for a little bit and when I saw two USC fans, the Nebraska fans simply said, "good game." Not like a few Colorado Buffs games I have been to in which, the fans will throw things at other fans, fights will break out, fans will yell in disgust, and it is not the players who are being humiliated, but only the fans themselves with their total immature acts. I'm not a Huskers fans by any means, but I was very impressed with the football, the structure, and more than anything I was impressed with the fans. The fans were in fact the greatest I have ever seen, and the constant fan support that the football team gets is, well unbelievable. The game was a great game, and I was sad to see it end even when Nebraska started to come back. I was also amazed when I heard that when Memorial stadium is full, that alone is the third most populated place in Nebraska. It is an absolutely amazing structure and I cannot wait to return to it. The fans are great, the football is great, but the stadium is utterly breathtaking.

Lost in the Museum

As I walked through The Art Institute of Chicago the only thing that went through my mind is the thought that I was trying to put it off, and didn't really want to go. I just want to get through this and continue my day, I remember saying to myself as I was getting a ride to and fro. And from the first exhibit the last I spent the entire day, losing myself in the museum. Going to seeing paintings of Van Gogh to Monet, to seeing beautiful sculptures. I entirely lost myself looking at all the beautiful art in the museum. And as I wondered through the art museum I thought so many different things to myself. Things as the technique used in the painting to the thoughts the painter was feeling when he or she painted the particular piece of art. I was so intrigued by the beauty of all the art in the world. I have never seen such beauty. My next emotion is why was I avoiding this. Why have I not seen more of these pieces more frequently in my life. Why have I not been brought to more art museums in Denver or other cities that I have visited or stayed at. This museum had so much beauty. Although I can admit that some of the pieces were in my taste terrible, nothing but splashes of paint on a canvas. What Jackson Pollock painted and to him being a beautiful piece of art work, but to me being a piece that even I could maybe create. This thought brought me to another serious thought and that was, what is beautiful to others? What are the things that others find beautiful, but I do not. There are so many different pieces of art in this world, and so many different tastes, but in the end it is all so beautiful, to look at the thoughts and emotions of an artist expressed on a canvas. If only I could paint such beautiful pieces, that will last over many centuries.

No Standard Essay

"As there is no standard human type who writes essays, so is there no standard essay; no set style, length, or subject. But what does unite almost all successful essays, no matter how divergent the subject, is that a strong personal presence is felt behind them. This is so even if the essayist never comes out to tell you his view of the matter being discussed, never attempts directly to assert his personality, never even slips into the first person singular. Without that strong personal presence, the essay doesn't quite exist; it becomes an article, a piece, or some other indefinable verbal construction. Even when the subject seems a distant and impersonal one, the self of the writer is in good part what the essay is about."
Joseph Epstein
Essayists on the Essay pg.24

What Mr. Epstein says I believe to be intirely true, because an essay is a piece of literature that is not in standard form of an article which is based on topics that are current, not personal, and form a basis of knowlege. And although curtain essays can be written with a basis of knowledge, they are still personal and have the written express his/her own ideals, theories, stories, or life experiences. And this is where all people differ, no two human beings are completely alike and although there are always people who believe in the same things, there are never two people who will always thinks alike. And even if you were to tell two "like minded" people to write an essay about a specific topic neither one who have the same style, lenght, or form, or at least it is safe to assume that. An essay will always have the strong personal presence, and if it doesn't then it is of course considered a article. An essay that has that personal presence I believe is even funner to read, more interesting, and will hold my attention longer than a stardard article that is written on todays health practices or example. I believe that everyone who writes a topic and holds their own personal values in the wriiten topic will also make it easier to understand. Mr. Epstein is totally right in every way, an essay is personal, and holds the authors values within the essay, whereas a article does not, it is a written piece of literature that forms to conveying factual theories.