The internet is a truly wondrous thing. With a bit of searching and then a bit of experimenting on Goggle Maps (I haven’t used it much), I was able to place myself – my virtual self – right down in front of the beautiful house with the garret. This is a place I thought I would never see again as I now live on the other side of the world, and rarely leave the Island.
You might ask how I came to live there during the final year of my BFA at Mt.A. As I think back about the long and circuitous route that led me to that house, it is my parents whom I think of with gratitude. My parents who remained strangely silent (to my mind at the time) when I chose my high school because of its art program, and later my university on the advice of one of my art teachers. In their wisdom, they never influenced me either way with regard to studying art. Its pursuit was always my decision, and where it led, like to the beautiful house with the garret, was always my journey.
I feel truly blessed that never once did they say I “should” do something else.
This entry was first posted on January 31, 2014.