First semester of arts in communication involved 2 core subjects that was essentially a 13 week skim through interviewing, discourse analysis, semiotics, Marxism, philosophy, manifestations of gender politics in art & music, and a taste of the frighteningly widespread worship of Foucault. Proud to say I have emerged eyes opened, ridiculously in awe of Foucault (this link might’ve caused a tad of excitement)
Although not sure how relevant our Language & Discourse classes (mandatory Foucault orgy) of theatric but silent improv interpretations of poems, dancing to Single Ladies in the theme of war, and making a cacophony of sounds in a tightknit huddle to begin a lesson…..
