Thinking about the show this month reminded me of a time back in 2005 when I found myself wandering around TriBeCa on a Saturday afternoon. I came across some exquisite figurative sculptures in the windows of a building that turned out to be the New York Academy of Art. The sign also said that it was a graduate school for figurative Art and that HRH the Prince of Wales was the Parton. I had goosebumps!
I had been working with a coach to help me figure out how I could transition from my career at the British Consulate to an artistic one. Returning to education and graduate school was something I was considering but hadn't fully explored. Changing career and moving to another city seemed overwhelming. So as I stood outside the school, a 2o minute walk from apartment, I couldn’t help but think this was a sign. I walked in and picked up their catalogue.
I heard a little voice inside say 'I'm going to study there,' it seemed like fate. I wasn't sure how I could make it happen, but the seed was sewn.
Fast forward to Sept of 2006, when I walked into the building as a mature student in the MFA program. I spent a magical three years there, two as an MFA student and one as a post-graduate fellow. Shortly thereafter, I also had the opportunity to participate in a couple of group shows with Rick at DFN gallery before it closed.
It will be nice to think of these memories and connections, as I return to TriBeCa this month and see the painting Deep Water III hanging in some good company.
Feeling very grateful.