How to Realize What You Want, which is an Art Show

I had just moved in, meeting my neighbour (@garfieldherriot)- and I am explaining what it is that I do.

“I’m an art student at Emily Carr University.” Quite the elevator pitch, no?

This is usually enough- “Oh cool! You do art!” or “I hear that’s a really hard school to get into.”  Of the latter, I have no idea- I dropped off my portfolio on the last possible day, scared of a rejection I didn’t get.  Enough of a reaction to feel good about myself.

“So what are you doing to be an artist?”

I repeat myself. “Uh…going to art school. And then hopefully something afterwards. You never know.”

“Well what do you want to do?”

“Be an artist. I’d like to be in the Vancouver Art Gallery.”

“How do you do that?”

This is when I start to feel like I don’t know what I’m talking about. Oh my god, he just found out I’m not a real artist. “I don’t know?”

“Why don’t you find out?”

So I found myself at the Vancouver Art Gallery the next day, asking someone who didn’t want to talk to me how to apply. I learned they schedule three years in advance, and you need a resume. Art shows.

I get home, and am rewarded with ice cream. Than I have to go to work at my mundane security guard job. Yay.

LESS THAN A YEAR LATER I WAS PUTTING ON MY OWN ART SHOW