FINALLY!
What a ride. Many thoughts went through my head as this day was being prepared for.
What now?
Was it worth it?
What's the point?
It all just seemed like a waste almost, like I never really learned anything except whose ass to kiss and whose to kick.
I've graduated from college. Written a million papers, power points, entered discussions and debates. For what? A piece of paper? I've graduated from college and I am no closer to professional employment then the person sitting next to me. Or the other three thousand kids sitting in the perfectly organized seats of the coliseum ceremony.
So what now? I'm not sure to tell you the truth.
I have my creative outlets. My photography and my screen printing which I've decided are absolutely essential to my well-being. Then again I have this very political degree and I want nothing to do with it. It aids in my art making, in creating something meaningful in the world rather than something cute. In that aspect I respect my degree. Other than that it's really pointless.
but how do you explain to your family and friends and others that you want to spend your life being creative?
you can't
it's impossible
people just don't understand because somehow going to college equates to the perfect interview leading to a skirt and tie and a 401k.
explaining to people that I want to travel, going to craft shows and festivals and selling my work has not gone over well. I should be in the right mind and not care what others think, but being able to communicate your livelihood is essential to the success of your plans!
