So its amazing how much can change in one day...
After almost 2 years now of running on autopilot, not doing any art, just working and schooling and sleeping, I finally figured out what I'm going to do with my art and with my life.
I met up with one of my old art friends, Priscilla, who is out of work, and we took the day to go down to the marsh for some on the spot painting, and we just chatted the whole day away.
I told her how I felt about teaching. My boyfriend's little brother was failing all of his high school classes earlier this semester, and i took it upon myself to tutor him back to B's. I've always willingly helped others when they need help. My mom is a math teacher-- I used to help her run afterschool math club. Then, Priscilla told me how much she and the rest of the class learned from me at the academy for art. I remember Mr. Spivey was busy most of the time, so I would walk around and just offer advice while he was taking care of the other million and a half projects the school dumped on him. Then she told me how the last time she was up there, Spivo mentioned that he was looking for a replacement coming up in the next 4-5 years. Both of us squealed as we put 2 and 2 together and made plans to go up and see him once he gets back from the art trip to Ireland in the next few weeks.
I took 2 years off from going to art school because I realized "proffessional gallery artist" just wasnt what i wanted to stake the rest of my life on. I like talking to people and sharing my knowledge of everything from math to art. Teaching has to be my destiny. Im so excited to go talk to Spivo, I'm just giddy! I can't sit still! Life is finnally all falling into place...
...and all in the span of a day.