Life, Part 3
So. It's not that late...but I digress. I'm pretty sure a number of you have already heard (or I've told you it's a 'maybe'), but I have some news:
I'm going to be living in Vancouver early next year.
I've decided to finally just go for it and go to an art school, the Art Institute of Vancouver. I've been too long in limbo, too long just waiting as things happen, too long putting the thing I like and want to do behind what I think I should do. There have been many factors influencing my final choice, both within this last week and a further back.
When I told my Mom about this thought on wednesday, she was quite apprehensive, as should probably be expected. But after she asked her questions and I told her my thought process and the research I'd done, she's behind me now, kind of. She had the usual parent questions regarding if I'd actually have work when I finished, will I actually be making money, and those kinds of things. I did my research on that, checking StatsCan records and such, and it looks positive. She's moved to the 'you should do what you want to do', in a positive tone, kinda attitude now. She doesn't seem keen about me leaving so soon to do it though.
On that, with the way the programs are structured there, it starts up every quarter (January, April, July, and October), so I could conceivably be out there as early as January. My Mom wants me to stay and work until next October before going, but I don't think I could last that long. It's either January or April in my mind, I just don't know which yet, but that should come as I figure out the pure logistics of how I'm going to do this. I think that my Mom just doesn't want me to leave so soon after what happened this summer, even though she might not admit it, especially since she's regularly telling me (and others) how helpful I've been with everything...something I don't even give a second thought to. That's something that's holding me back from just saying I'd rock this in January, but I think it's about time I just go and finally get out on my own. Still, January is three and half months away, which is a long time. Time that I'll have to fill working, likely back at the old folks home because it's still a decent paying job for none-too-difficult work, and money's money when it comes to school. Update: My foreman from my landscaping job this summer stopped by the house today (Saturday) to talk to my mom about what she wanted to do for her yard and such (he's quitting the company he works for and starting up his own soon, so this is one of those 'sign in the ground' recommendations for him) and amongst the other things talked about, he said that he could still use my help for another month and a half or so. Which means I'm going to be able to save of a decent amount of money before heading off, even if I head off in January.
Tentatively I plan on going out to BC in October to visit my Dad for his birthday (or as close to it as I can). Also to go to the school for my entrance interview, which I would think is better done in person rather than over the phone, right? That way, even though I'm not submitting a portfolio per-se, I can bring along the works I've done. In amongst that time I can hopefully see you BCians, just for an appetizer of the Josh you'll have in the spring.
Though, bear in mind, I haven't actually been accepted yet...which scares the shit out of me. From the person I've talked to at the school, I get the impression that I've got a strong chance, but it still freaks me the hell out.
In less life changing news, my iMac is scheduled to arrive tuesday and we're having a fireplace put into our basement on monday (the rough-in to have it put in had been there all along, but Mom and Laurie had wanted to hold off on it until they saw how fall money was). On the fireplace note, my Mom has firmly decided that everything that she and Laurie had decided to do with the house (they had a 5 year plan, which included more than just the house) she'll go through with and get done. Good for her.
If anybody wants to hear more about what actually happened for this art school decision came to pass, email me, msn me, or hell, call me and you can get an earfull.
-Josh
I'm going to be living in Vancouver early next year.
I've decided to finally just go for it and go to an art school, the Art Institute of Vancouver. I've been too long in limbo, too long just waiting as things happen, too long putting the thing I like and want to do behind what I think I should do. There have been many factors influencing my final choice, both within this last week and a further back.
When I told my Mom about this thought on wednesday, she was quite apprehensive, as should probably be expected. But after she asked her questions and I told her my thought process and the research I'd done, she's behind me now, kind of. She had the usual parent questions regarding if I'd actually have work when I finished, will I actually be making money, and those kinds of things. I did my research on that, checking StatsCan records and such, and it looks positive. She's moved to the 'you should do what you want to do', in a positive tone, kinda attitude now. She doesn't seem keen about me leaving so soon to do it though.
On that, with the way the programs are structured there, it starts up every quarter (January, April, July, and October), so I could conceivably be out there as early as January. My Mom wants me to stay and work until next October before going, but I don't think I could last that long. It's either January or April in my mind, I just don't know which yet, but that should come as I figure out the pure logistics of how I'm going to do this. I think that my Mom just doesn't want me to leave so soon after what happened this summer, even though she might not admit it, especially since she's regularly telling me (and others) how helpful I've been with everything...something I don't even give a second thought to. That's something that's holding me back from just saying I'd rock this in January, but I think it's about time I just go and finally get out on my own. Still, January is three and half months away, which is a long time. Time that I'll have to fill working, likely back at the old folks home because it's still a decent paying job for none-too-difficult work, and money's money when it comes to school. Update: My foreman from my landscaping job this summer stopped by the house today (Saturday) to talk to my mom about what she wanted to do for her yard and such (he's quitting the company he works for and starting up his own soon, so this is one of those 'sign in the ground' recommendations for him) and amongst the other things talked about, he said that he could still use my help for another month and a half or so. Which means I'm going to be able to save of a decent amount of money before heading off, even if I head off in January.
Tentatively I plan on going out to BC in October to visit my Dad for his birthday (or as close to it as I can). Also to go to the school for my entrance interview, which I would think is better done in person rather than over the phone, right? That way, even though I'm not submitting a portfolio per-se, I can bring along the works I've done. In amongst that time I can hopefully see you BCians, just for an appetizer of the Josh you'll have in the spring.
Though, bear in mind, I haven't actually been accepted yet...which scares the shit out of me. From the person I've talked to at the school, I get the impression that I've got a strong chance, but it still freaks me the hell out.
In less life changing news, my iMac is scheduled to arrive tuesday and we're having a fireplace put into our basement on monday (the rough-in to have it put in had been there all along, but Mom and Laurie had wanted to hold off on it until they saw how fall money was). On the fireplace note, my Mom has firmly decided that everything that she and Laurie had decided to do with the house (they had a 5 year plan, which included more than just the house) she'll go through with and get done. Good for her.
If anybody wants to hear more about what actually happened for this art school decision came to pass, email me, msn me, or hell, call me and you can get an earfull.
-Josh