One week left. One week from now & three years of college will be behind me. Sometimes it doesn’t seem real. To look over the events that have taken place – the shadow of my eighteen year old self couldn’t imagine it. I came in to school believing I could not pursue a degree in art, that it was an unrealistic idea – no money could be made in art. Instead I had set my eyes on psychology – to become a child counselor. A noble goal, yes. But no amount of “realistic” thinking would transform logic into passion. It only took my first one-hundred level psych class to realize I needed to find a different major. I wandered for another year & a half without a focus, simply notching off pre-req classes as I went along. Winter of 2010/11 is when I woke up. When I took a chance on myself and applied for the Digital Arts program.
And they accepted me.
Thus began my life as a full-time art student. Completely submerged in drawing, design, & art history. I’ve never felt this much passion in my entire existence. I never want to stop. Weeks go by too quickly, the number of projects not nearly enough. I love being an art student. And I love being surrounded by such creativity.