Exothermic Reaction

Photoblog by Matthew Toles

The Academy

This essay was written for the USBundles.com Scholarship

 

The Academy

 

College was never intended to produce worker drones. You’ve we’ve got the rest of our lives to slave away. It’s not there to serve as some sort of infomatic compression chamber, jamming so much information into your head you feel like some sort of encyclopedial WMD, though this is occasionally a biproduct. Since the Athenian sophists ran the first rhetoric academies, high education was intended to be just that—a higher elevation of the consciousness. It served to distinguish oneself not only intellectually, grasping the universe in its entirety, no that would be nigh impossible, but the mere complexity of it. That if anything is ever black and white it means you’ve probably made an error. Secondly it serves, or ought to serve the elevation of the moral plane. That the aforementioned powers of reason developed are sacredly bound to a responsibility to those less fortunate and less educated, lest their knowledge be turned a weapon of oppression against society.

Within the moral mandate bound to higher education exists the responsibility to share that knowledge wherever and whenever possible, not to guard it jealously as an intellectual tyrant. This may take one of two forms. Firstly, the educated may directly share their knowledge, by teaching, lecturing and conversing with those outside their own area of expertise. Secondly, as graduates of an institution, concrete and accredited or otherwise, it is the learneds’ responsibility to make said institution as accessible as humanly possible, be it financially, materially or practically.

The confinement of higher education to tree pulp textbooks and four-walled classrooms should be seen as academic elitism, isolating the intellectual haves from the have-nots. College is already criminally expensive, and rejection of the advancement into the Age of Information should be taken as a war on the students of the world.

Matthew Toles

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Another self portrait. Borrowing some cool gear from school for my shoot with the basketball team tomorrow.

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Another self portrait. Borrowing some cool gear from school for my shoot with the basketball team tomorrow.

I am so tired. Finals should not have been that hard. Plus a jazz fest. I regret nothing about the snow days though.

I am so tired. Finals should not have been that hard. Plus a jazz fest. I regret nothing about the snow days though.

Mon mur. 

Mon mur. 

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This is the first photo where I’ve actually taken a step back and gone “that’s kinda fucked up…” Unlike a lot of my other shots this one didn’t really have specific inspiration. It just kind of…evolved inside my head. As far a class goes, I think if I had any teacher besides Foti I would have made it to the counselor’s office by now, but he’s one of those depressed artist types, so he understands. On the other hand, my photoshop merging skills are getting pretty snappy.

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This is the first photo where I’ve actually taken a step back and gone “that’s kinda fucked up…” Unlike a lot of my other shots this one didn’t really have specific inspiration. It just kind of…evolved inside my head. As far a class goes, I think if I had any teacher besides Foti I would have made it to the counselor’s office by now, but he’s one of those depressed artist types, so he understands. On the other hand, my photoshop merging skills are getting pretty snappy.

Woohoo!

I got my first reblog by someone I don’t know at all today. Soon to be a tumblr tycoon. Hoorah.

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I’m not twisted; the world is. This photo was inspired by Kyrgyz prisoners who’s lips are currently sewn shut in protest of their living conditions. 
Special thanks—Emily

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I’m not twisted; the world is. This photo was inspired by Kyrgyz prisoners who’s lips are currently sewn shut in protest of their living conditions. 

Special thanks—Emily

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Abstract. No edits. I probably shouldn’t stare directly into bright lights so often. Does anybody else kind of enjoy the purple and green spots you see though?

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Abstract. No edits. I probably shouldn’t stare directly into bright lights so often. Does anybody else kind of enjoy the purple and green spots you see though?

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<3 all yall who actually read my tumblr.

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<3 all yall who actually read my tumblr.

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I usually don&#8217;t get stressed out about finals. Why do I even care this year? I&#8217;m gonna get As or Bs and it doesn&#8217;t really matter. I&#8217;m a senior. I&#8217;m taking this high school thing way too seriously. 
In other news Asus sent me a new power cord, so I can use Photoshop again, finally.
Honestly I&#8217;m not super thrilled with the technical aspects of this one. I was mostly going for the concept, and I don&#8217;t want to be up all night before Solo/Ensemble.

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I usually don’t get stressed out about finals. Why do I even care this year? I’m gonna get As or Bs and it doesn’t really matter. I’m a senior. I’m taking this high school thing way too seriously. 

In other news Asus sent me a new power cord, so I can use Photoshop again, finally.

Honestly I’m not super thrilled with the technical aspects of this one. I was mostly going for the concept, and I don’t want to be up all night before Solo/Ensemble.