And Away it Goes!

So, I did it today.  I sent in everything needed for grad school.  The application, a 10 page art paper, my portfolio, resume, and transcripts.  (Thanks for all the editing Kris10!!!)  It is all on it's way, zipping through the mail services to PA.  I still have an essay to write, one of those bullshit ones:  Who would I invite to dinner and why things.  It will not determine anything to do with acceptance, but it will give me a discount.  A much needed discount since this is all on me.

I am not worried necessarily, just anxious about the road ahead.  Grad school is going to be hard, I know this.  Once I get in I will need to find a place to live, and then move.  God I hate moving!  Granted some of my stuff has remained in boxes from the last move from Asheville to Wilkes, but I will still have to get all of my crap to PA.  But I am getting ahead of myself.  The first step is that acceptance letter, and then loans.  Yay! for being in debt!

Wilkes is the same- small and boring.  Still no job, so I will be working with my Dad in April.  Building cabinets somewhere.  I am looking foreword to spending that time with him, and the money will be pretty good.  But that's it. 

I have decided to brake up the monotony of my school-less life with making myself think that I am doing a show.  And since for every show you have to have a theme, I am starting to try and think through some of the stuff floating around in my head.  It is harder working here, no friends to suffer through modeling, no teachers breathing down my neck, so it will probably be some kind of self-exploration/ self-portrait kind of thing.  We shall see!  So expect some writings on that.  It helps with my process to write about it, and this is a blog.

Here's to inspiration!

No big deal

So, one of my dear friends found it hilirous that I am horrified of going to Wal-Mart (And Yes I do mean YOU, TREVOR ASHTON WORDEN).  But I have to admit that it is a little on the funny side of life.  But it is not JUST Aaron that I don't want to see.  I don't want to run into people that I went to highschool with.  I don't want to see that look of pity that I am back in this little town.  

When I see them, and we go through the motions of pretending to care, all I want to do is shout that I am a college graduate, that I am going to grad school, that I am not stuck back in Wilkes-by-God county.  I am here by choice, I am here to step back from school for 6 more months until I go off to grad school.  And the thing that pisses me off, is that it is shallow of me to be concerned with what they think.  I am working on this little fear and vanity, but it is not coming easy.  My stomach drops when I walk into Wal-mart, the social highlight of my life now.  But you know what?  I will be the hell out of this town soon.  No big deal.

Just an update

I have graduated, and I am back home.

And I miss school.  I miss talking about art, I miss going to the studio, I miss Asheville.  But mostly, I miss ART!  I miss the feeling of creativity that surged through me in that city.  Now, I have NORMAL things that i should be doing.  I should be unpacking, working on my resume, and applying to grad school.  And that will be my life until further notice.

Oh, and did I mention that I am petrified of running in Aaron in this small town?  And I do mean petrified.  I start shaking when I have to go to Wal-Mart.  

Yeah, my new life.