This is the end of an era for me. Last night I collected my folio and while I technically have a couple more small subjects to complete to get my diploma, in my head I said I've had enough.I'd make a great subject for a study in perserverance. While I've had a fortunate life, all I knew was that I wanted to do something that I loved, but I didn't have a clue what that was. So I kept ploughing through the courses, and now have qualifications in visual arts, philosophy, photography, cultural tourism management and textile design - almost.
But at the end of it, I can say it was totally worth it because I've finally found my thing and coming back to work with paint and paper, brushes and colour, fabric and wool is such a familiar and comfortable place that I don't know why I ever pushed it away.
So now I feel like I'm standing here with a ball of clay in my hands and the way I mould it is totally up to me. And I guess sometimes I will make ugly things, but hopefully I will mostly make beautiful things and I will love learning a lot along the way.
