I'm taking a year off from vet school, going to a local community college to study art. I was offered a room on campus, so I'm moving there in less than a week. At my age I kind of feel I ought to be less apprehensive about it, but meeting new people is probably always going to be scary for me. Especially when it's people I'm supposed to live with for a year. I feel like I'm 13 again, changing schools for the OVER 9000th time. I really can't seem to stay in one place for more than a couple of years. It's a curse D:
Also, the thought of dissecting my own relationship to art frightens me. I have no idea what I'm going to find. I've gone through so many phases with my silly creations, only to park it all on a shelf to make room for my studies. And now I'm picking it up again. I guess we'll see where this goes. I imagine there will be flames.
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