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Small World Dept.

Funny, I took the same Calligraphy Class that Steve Jobs talks about in this commencement address, which is probably the only thing Mr. Jobs and I have in common. There really was something about that class that resonated more than other classes at Reed. I think the clever teacher knew exactly how whacked-out all the students were from the competitive brain wars (my own was scorched earth, quietly smoking and belching occasional poisonous gases) and intentionally set up a quiet place to slow down and visit the lonely non-verbal part of your brain to practice, practice, practice something that you were not good at at all. Perhaps Lloyd Reynolds was a bodhisattva: he understood that wisdom is more important than knowledge, we are all beginners and if you don't read magazines you'll become boring. I did benefit from Reed: I am dead skeptical when anyone claims to be an expert, graduate school was a lovely diversion in comparison and attending all those seminars taught us to talk at conversation-flattening length on any subject if necessary; but for me it was a crushing place. One of the only lights I have from that dark time is sitting in that calligraphy class, relearning to write, to think about things like beauty and endurance, to care about the smallest gesture. A joy forever, indeed.



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