Jack of all Trades and Master of None—I’m only now realizing this probably isn’t a great motto for our masters program. Because, if you think about it, our students are paying $37,560 a year, not including the cost of living, to become a master of the fine arts. And we’re essentially saying, look, you’ll get decent at every single fine art out there—sculpture, poetry, fiction, painting, creative nonfiction, whatever kind of bullshit performance thingy you want to call art—but you won’t become a master of any of them. Though I guess it’s their choice to pay the tuition and come here. O.K., screw it, keep the motto.