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	<title>Comments on: Thought for the Day: After Virginia Tech</title>
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	<description>Reflections on art and architecture by TIME critic Richard Lacayo.</description>
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		<title>By: Jessica Irwin</title>
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		<dc:creator>Jessica Irwin</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 23 Sep 2007 12:43:43 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>As an art history student at Virginia Tech, I have thought of this post every day since April 16th. To this day, months later, nothing else I have read has been as poignant and a propos as this. Art critics and art historians often argue about how life and art imitate one another: clearly, Rothko&#039;s art deals with the upheaval and shock that we so openly endured. Thus it is fitting that, two days later, our own candlelight vigil imitated his silence and his color fields, ever so poignantly.
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