It was 2002. I was a sophomore. The buzz was big. Everybody came. Packed the room. I can see him now, speaking. A male student assisting him. Patterns. Leaves. I wanted to make my way to him to say I got it, but the crowd was too thick. And everyone was so disappointed. They didn't understand. Columbia isn't receptive to extremely creative minds. They rep that they are, but in reality, we get treated badly here. That is why so many creative people leave Columbia. Anyway, he came here, explained his ideas, or at least elucidated them beyond theory, showed us models. And asked if students were interested in researching with him to please let him know. It was big and bold. Quiet. Subtle. And cinematic all at the same time. Very detailed.