Wednesday, August 28, 2013

Light Under The Door

Since I started college 11 days ago, my life has been turned upside-down. Whereas before I went to bed anywhere between 11:00 pm and 2:00 am, I now go to bed between 10:00 pm and 11:30 pm. All summer (and much of last school year) I got up between 8:00 am and 10:00 am, now I'm finding myself consistently waking up at 7:30 am (which happens to be very early for all my classes, but I don't mind because I get to spend the extra time doing things like updating this blog!). I'm in four classes ranging from 15 students to 60 students, I have professors instead of teachers (or my mom, since I was homeschooled all twelve grades), I eat in a cafeteria, I live with a girl that I saw for the very first time a week and half ago. I go up and down three flights of stairs on a regular basis, plus the various stairs I travel on the way to and from my classes, meals, and other activities. I'm pretty sure I've met more people here than I have in the past two years. last night I went to my first college volleyball game, which was great fun despite the loss. And whereas before I always sang in the shower, I now talk in the shower, because what else do you do when your friend is in the next stall?!?

College is crazy.

But I love the culture here. I've had more deeply intellectual and philosophical conversations here than I did all summer (read: I've had my brain stretched greatly and now I feel possibly less smart than I did two weeks ago!). Like I said before, I've met tons of people, and already have a circle of amazing friends that I know I can count on, and I've only known them for 11 days! Or less. I've heard great stories, I've heard silly stories, I've heard boring stories and stories that made no impact on me whatsoever. I think I've grown in many ways in just these 11 days, which I weird and cool to me at the same time.

I ought to be talking about a piece of art, but I wanted to talk about my college! So I considered just posting this without a word about art. But that's not okay, because art is a big deal to me! That's one of the things that hasn't (and will not) change--my love of art. So I'm going to share this picture I took in Haiti:

Like I say in the Etsy description, this picture makes me think of the hope and excitement shining brightly just on the other side of the door. Here at college everyone's focus seems to be on the future, and the future looks bright and beautiful. So here's to hope. And here's to opening that door and leading people through it into hope. 



  1. Wondering how many of these stories you've heard will make their way out of your brain, through your right hand into your paint brush (or pen or ...) and onto canvas. Looking forward to see how all of this new inspiration... well... inspires you! Can't wait!

  2. Love your story and I love this picture of the Door..Sounds like you have opened your door and are stepping through sounds like you have encountered many stories and I hope to see these stories in your art work..I to love art..I love color..I can't imagine a day with out creating something..either in writing or putting together different colors of paper..taking something blank and making it in to a story..Good luck with your venture in the art world of Color..Many Blessings to you..

  3. Thanks Dad =) And thank you, Sharon, it's so great to meet a fellow artist and hope-er! (Yes, I just made up that word) =)