Graduation from Washington University is a great achievement. Congratulations to all who are completing their studies and receiving their degrees. Your hard work, dedication, and persistence have contributed to the successful completion of the requirements for graduation.
A few days before my college graduation, my wallet disappeared. It was remarkably disorienting. The last week before graduation is surreal anyway. And now I was navigating it without cash, my student I.D., or the familiar lump in my back pocket. But once I gave up looking for it, I started to see the loss as symbolic of the whole disorienting, painful, and yet liberating process of letting go of college.
One ship drives east, and another west With the self-same winds that blow; ‘Tis the set of the sails And not the gales, Which decides the way to go. Like the winds of the sea are the ways of fate; As the voyage along through life; “Tis the will of the soul That decides its goal, And not the calm or the strife.
The visual arts are central to virtually every aspect of contemporary American life, from popular entertainment to consumer products to information systems. Yet for many art school graduates, the prospect of finding that first real job can seem daunting. Typically, there are not clear career paths that present themselves.
Years from now – when you are jobs, miles, and many adventures away from today – in thinking back to your time at Washington University, what will you remember?
Saturday, April 26. 2:38 a.m. Today’s been such a crazy day. My last class of my college career ended at 11, and I was happy, an unexpected but wonderful emotion. A few hours later at WILD, I felt out of place, out of touch, extremely old, and very sober.
When I was asked to write an article capturing my experience at Washington University I wanted to transcribe a testimonial about the euphoria I felt the first time I stepped on campus, and how the spirit of WU spoke to my inner child and that I immediately knew my time here would be well spent.
It is that time of year when the reality of it all finally hits. We are graduating. Although I have known this for a while, I guess I had kept myself too busy to let it sink in. With all the fun senior week activities going on around us, it is hard to avoid the inevitable – we will be leaving the place we have called home for the past four years.
As we embark on new adventures and exciting post-graduate plans, we will encounter both pleasant and harsh realities of the “real world.” For four years, we have lived under the shelter of the “Wash U bubble,” often not cognizant of the world around us or easily avoiding confrontation with worldly issues.
I’ll be honest. I’ve been dreading writing this column for months already. Just because I didn’t want it to be another one of “those” columns. You know the type-there’s probably one sitting a couple inches away from mine. It’s the one that says, basically, “I can’t believe we’re graduating…it’s sad but exciting at the same time.