Here comes another transition period; this weekend is the final weekend of summer for me. As I transition out of my internship I'll find myself helping the incoming freshman transition into their life at Pratt. In two weeks and some days I'll find my life once again revolving around the 2nd floor of Steuben Hall in the recently-renovated, blindingly white fashion studios. It's a pretty horrifying thought seeing as this past year has been difficult to endure but at the same time I know it's time to come to terms with my studio-phobia and see what a new year holds. If my experience at Francis has taught me anything it's that I have so much left to learn.
Last night I decided to enjoy the night with Nathan. He and I are constantly enjoying eachothers' company but yesterday was a little different; we both felt the impending end to our pleasant, low-key summer.
"dinner?"
"Shake Shack?" (our go-to)
"yeah"
"Brooklyn Bridge?"
"YEAH. Meet at 9!"
...and some how a trip to McDonalds and the Staten Island Ferry got thrown in there.
During our carefree adventure we discussed our insecurities about the future and our ambitions for life after Pratt. Graduation is closer than we ever imagined so reality is starting to kick in. Who will we still be in contact with in the coming years? Where will we be living? How will we progress as artists? as humans? as friends? I wish the future was as easy as opening a dictionary but our world is not so clearly defined. Luckily we are living in a city where dreams come true and, if all else fails, we have each other and our commitment to our crafts.
I'm almost ready for another new beginning.
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