It’s a common theme — brain dumping a thesis. The thesis is the icing, the process and mind-numbing procedures, meticulous attention to detail, new ways of self-critique etc. turn out to be the unforeseen assets. Paradoxically, it’s a small (but important) journey in life’s education, though few see it like this at the time.
My PhD took me to the brink of despair and insanity. When I completed, rather tongue in cheek, a prof friend said to me ‘Welcome to the BS**t Club’.
I mixed artistic practice with social science, tapping into my past as a broadcaster and my degree in Applied Chemistry to help me hypothesise a new form of journalism within cinema. It sounds bloody absurd, but in my head and fortunately the examiners too the dots fitted.
The enduring legacy of my PhD is a quiet continuum to search for answers and to be rigorous in the process, and that how the use of concise language and logic is not, as I first thought, meant to make one sound pedantic. Best of luck in your endeavours.
p.s you can peak a look at a recent post around my thesis here
p.ss If there are typos in this, I don’t care LOL ( You’ll know what I mean)