Observations.

I thought I'd be ok with being back on campus at VCA for a few hours. Turns out, of course I'm fucking not.

I've been completely blanked by three former colleagues already.

On a different note, the absurd privilege of this place is on show. Mercs with P-plates, film students driving fucking Teslas.

I never belonged here.

@prismatic7 It's certainly devolved significantly in the past couple of decades. It's a shame. I auditioned on merit, without any money or accolades to speak of, and had a fruitful albeit idealogically and financially challenging time there making it work. Then a fruitful but succinct career in the arts, even teaching there briefly. I'm not sure a kid could come in cold off the street like that anymore to the VCA. I'm not sure they could afford to.