So I'm three weeks away from graduating from Cal Arts. Tis strange. Most of all because my relationship with Cal Arts is so long running. In some ways it makes perfect sense that I would go from being a prospective student in 1998 to a party dorm crasher in 1999-2000 to a curious question asker, campus sniffer in 2002 when I was looking for undergrad writing programs- I went all the way to the school to ask about the program I am now graduating from only to discover it was a graduate program only- to article writer, I wrote an article about the Halloween party and campus nakedness in 2000 for Glue Magazine, to model, I modeled in my friend Meghan Wincors fashion show in 2000 and like I said an intoxicated Halloween party crasher three years in a row, to MFA graduate. I went to many Cal Arts parties when I was 19 and 20 and spent many nights asleep in a sleeping bag on Meghans floor. After all that I spent THREE years trying to get into Brooklyn College's writing program after I moved to NY and cooled my heels on the whole coming back to LA thing. Alas, Cal Arts was the only place that would have me. I can't imagine having gone anywhere else. I am so excited and proud to be a part of this schools history. From their involvement in Women House and the feminist art movement of the 1970's to the the beauty of early Disney- yes, its one of the only evil corporations I can't hate due to childhood love, I also can't bring myself to hate Starbucks or In N Out. I would be lost without a Grande black iced tea and a grilled cheese animal style- Anyhoo, oh Cal Arts, I love you.
Wish me luck.
