I often think about my time at the Michaelis School of Fine Art, where I earned my degree. I can still recall preparing my application and imagining what it would be like to attend this prestigious school.
There are a few cringeworthy memories from that time, just like everyone has when looking back.
But mostly, I remember the joy of finding myself in that environment. I hold dearly the memories of setting up solo exhibitions and feeling so proud of what I had created.
Exploring the school multiple times a year to see as many student exhibitions as possible was incredible. As I write this, I can still vividly recall the physical sensations I experienced while walking those halls.
I spent so much time on that campus. Although I didn’t love it at first, I fell deeply in love with it and longed to linger longer each day.
My life drastically changed during that time. My entire worldview shifted, and much of who I am today stems from that young woman I was back then.
It’s been more than 10 years since I graduated, yet I still dream of pursuing postgraduate studies or a master’s degree. I know it would be completely different, but I also know I would love it even more than I did in 2010.
I’ll be 35 in a few days, and it’s remarkable to look back on such a formative time and be filled with this much emotion and gratitude.
Most importantly, I’m grateful that the woman I was then planted seeds for the woman I’m becoming now.
