Two days ago, the final assignments for my MA were submitted to my professors. After a year and a half of dedicated study and work, I'm left torn between being super excited about finishing, and feeling a little lost. I have been wanting to get an MA in illustration ever since I left my undergrad, and have spent the last seven years researching programs, applying to them, and saving towards tuition. All that work and dreaming, to have it all over. Feels bittersweet.
Also feels like Heimliching out a half-chewed wad of broccoli. After 70+ hours a week in my suffocating studio, I can breathe again! I can go outside! I... I can walk! I CAN WALK!
And I can finally go birdwatching again!
And play games!
So much to do!
Then why the heck am I on the computer? ADIOS!