Scrap Book 3

I noticed this crack the ceiling while walking down the hall to my dorm, which is in Dorch, second left.  I noticed it because it just seemed so random really, because the people who constructed the dorm and installed the ceiling tiles probably did not intend for there to be a nondescript gash in the ceiling tile.  Rather, if the crack is not the result of time merely wearing away at the building, it was probably the work of an inebriated individual having fun.  I think most people walking down the hall would probably not notice such a trivial thing, and really I mostly noticed it because I was looking for things to photograph.  But I think that unless the crack either got a lot longer, or became dark and convex, as if swelling up with water, people would tend not to notice.  I don't know what the purpose of the little brown lines in the blank white slates are, but as far as I can tell they have no aesthetic value, and are just meant to be plain.  The crack, since it is most likely the result of time, and wear and tear, and is not the creation of any inspired individual, is not art.