Last Day
Today is my last day in Atlanta.
I have mixed feelings about this; I'm sad to be leaving this place and the man that I love above all others, but I realize that the time has come. I know that I have a lot to look forward to, and I'm excited to face the new adventures that await me. I'm going to miss a lot of things here, and have come to enjoy this city and its surroundings far more than I expected to.
I'm leaving tomorrow morning and driving to a tiny little town called South Boston in Virginia to start working at Founders College, which is just getting started. In fact, the very first classes start this coming Monday.
I'm going to be doing graphic design for them, as well as whatever else needs doing...so I suppose I'll be sort of a general dogsbody, working in the art gallery, answering phones, and whatever else that comes up. I suspect that I'll be able to create my own job description to some extent, as I discover how best to accomplish their needs.
In addition, I will be taking classes, getting a free education as part of my employment package. I plan on majoring in fine art again, and minoring in philosophy. The fine art program is really what drew me to the college in the first place. The program uses the Atelier Method of instruction, which is based on the way master artists trained their apprentices in the Renaissance period. The college has imported the program from The Academy of Realist Art in Toronto. The work these people do is amazing! The art gallery at the college is filled with paintings that look so real it's as though you could reach right into them and take an object.
I'll be living on campus at first, until I can save up some money and find a place of my own. Then I'll fetch my kitty and my belongings from Atlanta, and settle into a new life in the middle of nowhere, Virginia.
I'll post photos and write about my upcoming adventures as I find the time...I'll write more about the college and why I chose to be there, as well. For now, I just wanted to capture this moment, as I approach the exit to my brief, but amazing time in Atlanta, Ga. I've grown so much here, in so short a time, and I can feel my wings spreading, ready to test themselves.
If things don't work out in South Boston, for whatever reason, it will be Atlanta that I return to, not Jacksonville. And I suspect that if I feel homesickness, it will be the house in Marietta that I yearn for; the place where my heart soared, wherein resides the man whom, for a brief moment of time, I loved more purely and joyfully than ever I have loved before.
I would not be going where I am without having been where I was. It's all interrelated; my past leading to my present and growing into my future.
Onward and Upward.
I have mixed feelings about this; I'm sad to be leaving this place and the man that I love above all others, but I realize that the time has come. I know that I have a lot to look forward to, and I'm excited to face the new adventures that await me. I'm going to miss a lot of things here, and have come to enjoy this city and its surroundings far more than I expected to.
I'm leaving tomorrow morning and driving to a tiny little town called South Boston in Virginia to start working at Founders College, which is just getting started. In fact, the very first classes start this coming Monday.
I'm going to be doing graphic design for them, as well as whatever else needs doing...so I suppose I'll be sort of a general dogsbody, working in the art gallery, answering phones, and whatever else that comes up. I suspect that I'll be able to create my own job description to some extent, as I discover how best to accomplish their needs.
In addition, I will be taking classes, getting a free education as part of my employment package. I plan on majoring in fine art again, and minoring in philosophy. The fine art program is really what drew me to the college in the first place. The program uses the Atelier Method of instruction, which is based on the way master artists trained their apprentices in the Renaissance period. The college has imported the program from The Academy of Realist Art in Toronto. The work these people do is amazing! The art gallery at the college is filled with paintings that look so real it's as though you could reach right into them and take an object.
I'll be living on campus at first, until I can save up some money and find a place of my own. Then I'll fetch my kitty and my belongings from Atlanta, and settle into a new life in the middle of nowhere, Virginia.
I'll post photos and write about my upcoming adventures as I find the time...I'll write more about the college and why I chose to be there, as well. For now, I just wanted to capture this moment, as I approach the exit to my brief, but amazing time in Atlanta, Ga. I've grown so much here, in so short a time, and I can feel my wings spreading, ready to test themselves.
If things don't work out in South Boston, for whatever reason, it will be Atlanta that I return to, not Jacksonville. And I suspect that if I feel homesickness, it will be the house in Marietta that I yearn for; the place where my heart soared, wherein resides the man whom, for a brief moment of time, I loved more purely and joyfully than ever I have loved before.
I would not be going where I am without having been where I was. It's all interrelated; my past leading to my present and growing into my future.
Onward and Upward.