De-Construction/Re-Construction

I'm graduated, Master's of Fine Arts, officially. Today is the first that this seemingly small factual statement has seeped into my mental ecology. As in- ah, yes, I'm graduated, no huge feat, but work enough, 3 years past, hoop jumped through, game of life played, and played while doing my best. I can honestly say so, I've worked hard, nothing was handed to me, but wealth of opportunity.

So what's next? I do not know (not at this moment). Strange, I naively thought the answer would gleefully and gracefully arrive. Well, I'm not ashamed to tell you, the answer has not arrived- not yet at least. Though I do know this with certainty: I will continue to do work that I find to be meaningful, for both the environment and humanity. I will avoid side jobs like the plague, and if I can survive as an artist, a cornerstone of society, having carved my own way, found my own niche, I will. Truth be told, for the last three years I have enjoyed the sweets of academia. Now, in three weeks time since walking across the graduation stage, and hearing great words of our strong President reverberate in the University stadium, I'm already feeling the crunch- the hunch of reality, outer layers of society that wasn't as much mine as it was seemingly everyone else's. I have been swathed in layer upon layer of creative meander, research and books for the past three years, protected by the precious ivory tower, living as much in my mind as I choose too, reaching out and teaching my design, exploring at will. Strange, I find myself merely foot out of the revolving academic door, having turned in my keys yesterday, and I'm dreaming up a return to academia. A PhD, perhaps. Environmental Art. Teaching, yes, certainly, but not now, not today.

After deconstructing my apartment, then a week later, my studio, I can now begin to re-construct (a life for myself). I officially have no home of my own, but lucky for me, I feel at home in the world. I will figure it out, yes, the answer will arrive precisely when it needs to.

Since I'm no longer a candidate, but a graduate, I'd better change the blog, let it evolve with me. Since I intend to keep it active, as I do my creative practice.

Side note: I found homes for all of my fish- just in the nick of time. : )