I’ve seen many lists detailing ‘successful people who were not prodigies and discovered their field later in life’ and I just wanted to add to that that Kandinsky’s first degree was in Law, which he studied for six years, and he was comfortably settled as a professor of Law and Economics at age thirty.

And then he quit. And he enrolled in a private painting program. But he didn’t like it. So he applied to the Munich Academy of Fine Arts. And he didn’t get a place. So he waited another year and re-applied and got in.

So at the age of thirty-one he started learning his craft. Not doing it for a living, or becoming famous for it, or changing the world, all of which he would eventually do. Just learning.

I dunno. I found this comforting, and maybe some of you will too.

(I used the word ‘foreplay’ in that last post just because it’s a neat umbrella phrase/euphemism but I actually hate the term because I feel like it places undue importance and emphasis on certain sexual acts [or, realistically, just one sexual act] and suggests that anything else is a necessary but inferior prelude to that, as if the only reason you’d want to do certain things is to facilitate The Main Event, and I really don’t like that way of thinking.)

Right in the middle of foreplay last night my eyes shot open and into my head popped the fully formed sentences, “Why does it feel like it’s been years since the last Pixar movie? Was the last one Brave? It can’t have been Brave.”

Final Year of Degree Woo Fun Times

So, my almost definite choices for next year, the final year of my degree are:

and then my fourth and final option will either be