Becoming an Artist - Post College

Laying in bed last night, I had a small revelation. Here I am, thinking "what am I doing with my life", almost everyday since graduation. Yes, I have this degree, but I kept telling myself I can't "do" anything with it. What the hell does that mean? If I want to be an artist, why should I be sitting around second guessing my degree choice? I love what I do, and I have the opportunity to do it every day of my life. Everyday, I can make something beautiful (or not so beautiful). Everyday, I can learn something new about myself or my work. I think the most exciting and scary parts about being an artist is learning about yourself.

As classes are starting up again at Arcadia, I had a deep sense of loss. The same feeling I had when my studio mates and I moved out before thesis. All summer I had myself almost completely convinced that my creating days were over. I had to realize that I do not have to be in class to think about art, make art, or talk about art. I had to realize, that I can make more work than I ever did in college - that now, the year before I anticipate going to grad school , is the best time ever to make the most work ever.

Part of this ridiculously late-coming revelation, is the beginning of grad school application process. I have asked Betsey, Jamar and Abbey for letter of recommendation. Don't you think a killer portfolio would go great with some killer letters? Yeah, me to. So off to work I go.

I BOUGHT A BOOKSHELF FOR THE STUDIO!! I am siked. It is great, and a definite step towards having a great little organized studio. I am giving myself until the end of the week to be all unpacked and ready to create. Pictures are coming. I promise, Abbey. Better late then never.

Ruth, I saw my little button on your blog, and I love it!! I was so excited when I first saw it. Please make one for you, for my blog! Because I know I can't. Missing you.