For starters, I came back from Boston a couple of weeks ago. It was definitely good for me to be alone and moving through a city I've never experienced before. The school I visited presented about everything I expected and wanted in a library science program. So before you can snicker, yes, I will eventually be holding a giant sign saying: "I want to be a librarian!" This sign can be with bright colors, glitter, and glow-in-the-dark paint if you insist, because you can take a girl out of art school, but you can't take art school out of a girl.
I'm a point where I'm ready for a profession. But I cannot separate myself from the art world, nor would I want to be removed from it. Somehow I feel more free artistically, knowing that I can have a life separate from my profession. Therefore, art will remain an intrinsic part of my bodily and spiritual self.
This year thus far has been a drill sergeant to me. The whistle keeps blowing and I have no choice to keep moving forward. Both emotionally and physically. My health is still in flux, but not impossible to control, for which I'm utterly grateful.
I've completed all the necessary preparations for getting into grad school, except taking the GRE, which I will take sometime in the new year. I'm applying to 4 schools: 1 here, 3 out of state, including the one I visited in Boston. The reality of leaving my friends and family behind scares me, but I know that sometimes risks just have to be taken, regardless of possible outcomes. Let's just say, I'll be smart about it. I'm not going to run off to another state for the hell of it. It will be legitimized, but scary none-the-less.
And now for some titillation (pun intended)...
I plan to put my senior metals studio work (aka Project X) for sale on Etsy: raised copper "breasts" with enamel. I hope to do this sometime in December or January...
Heck yes.
2 comments:
What jerk made you blog?! You should get your revenge on him by getting him drunk. That will show him.
Haha, who said it was a "him"?
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