My studio
The highlight and real reason for the trip was visiting the Art Building, my home for 4 years, the sort of place that has seen so many events and people that it has its own personality. I love that building; every corner and door and desk tells a story.
The canvas where I sealed the shrink wrap when matting artwork. Hasn't been replaced in who knows how many years.
Shockingly, nothing has changed in the art building since I graduated 7 years ago. Its like a time capsule of 2002. The art my friends did still hangs in the halls. The sinks are still splattered with paint. The drawing class is still drawing skulls and models sitting (fully clothed, it is a Baptist college) in the worn, torn leather chair.
sink
new students, same sketches
At first I was excited to see everything just the way it was. But as I spent some time in the building and on campus I realized that while the building and decor is just the same, I am not. I had a wonderful time in college, and it definitely shaped and changed me. But I'm not there anymore. I have had adventures and experiences since college that have also changed me. I have made friends who know nothing of the life I had at Carson-Newman, but who I share life with now.
Where I learned how to make frames and fell in love with tools.
Its fun to travel back in time and revisit times that were happy and fun. But this weekend was a reminder not to dwell in those old times and forget about my life happening right now. I don't want my life to look the same as it did 7 or 10 years ago, and I don't ever want to think that the best times of life are in my past. There is joy in my past but there is also joy in my future.
Maybe the more things stay the same, the more they change...or at least they make you appreciate change!
Past meets present...Thomas Nelson box in the art department!
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