I heard once that "its a fool who fails to return to the place of his last happiness." I don't think you can ever really go home again- the wheel is always turning. But I think there's truth in that statement anyway.
I've been talking about and thinking about school for a long time. Wanting to teach, wanting to be taught. Daydreaming about freshly sharpened pencils. And now I'm going to go back. This time its back to playing teacher. I've been hired to teach three introductory drawing courses and Villa Maria in Buffalo, and I don't think its possible for me to be more excited.
Going back to Buffalo feels like going back home for me. I can't wait to get my hands dirty with charcoal again. It'll be awhile before I call B-lo my home- but all things in time!
1 comment:
congrats to you!!
so happy you'll be headed somewhere that feels like going home. when's the big start date?
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