Ramblings of Insecure Narcissism

Sitting in Property class, we were just asked to create a copyrightable work.  I wrote the following:

Indignately

Implied

Imperative

Illusions.

Other examples include: drawings of a dinosaur, a sculpture of a pen and clothespin, class notes.  All these are sufficiently original (the degree of creativity is super low), fixed, works of authorship.

The best comment of the day:

“There is a point where art just becomes trash.”

The overwhelming verbal response of the rest of the class:

“NO!”