First Principle Thinking I confronted head on in debating and re-examining the understanding of one of the greatest Baroque artists, Artemisia Genteleschi in a side class for an Engineering study abroad in rome. Under a non-stagnating, non-autobiographical approach, I learned how to break down my understandings and assumptions to reach a takeaway much stronger, and much more infallible. I then took that method and applied it to all of my endeavors (in and outside of the classroom).
This poem was in response to a prompt for my English 285 class with Professor Maya Sonenberg, however, (to me) it reads more as an ode to my hometown. It's a multigenerational meeting place of new-aged creation and nuanced tradition-- a place of hippies, magnates, naturalists, entrepreneurs, professors, baristas, and life-- amongst victorian era streets and tallship-laden ports. It's a place where I learned to be comfortable. Where environments change, and you let them.
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