July 14th, 2011

piranha - the eyes have it.

Writer's Block: Look into my crystal ball

Where do you see yourself in five years or where don’t you see yourself? Why?

Oh, gosh.

I hope that I'm FINALLY out of school in five years.  I'll certainly be out of SJSU, with my bachelor's degree in art history and I HOPE another bachelor's in anthropology.  That's non-negotiable.  But I'm praying that I'll also be done with grad school by the five year mark, having just completed the art conservation program at UCLA, which is done in partnership with the Getty.

I mean, I know that I want to go into museum work, either as a curator or a conservator.  A curator would be a more prestigious position, but I honestly think I'd like being a conservator better - that is, I think the work would be far more interesting.  However, my degrees at SJSU won't be enough to get me a job, I think; I'll need more practical experience. So really, I ought to get to work on finding opportunities to do conservation work now.

I don't know where I'll be living; will I still be in San Jose?  I don't know.  Obviously, if I'm in the UCLA grad program I'll be in Southern California, but even if I don't do that, if I want to work in a museum I'll have to go where the jobs are.  I'm not even sure where that would be, to be honest.

Will I be married?  Yes.  I'm sure of that.  Will I have children?  I don't think so.  Let's see, in five years I'll be thirty-two.  Hmm.  That's getting a little old if I want to have kids in the peak of my ability to bear them.  I think my mom had me when she was thirty-six or thirty-seven, but throughout my childhood she was older than the moms of my classmates.  I don't think I want to be an "old mom".  But if I'm just kickstarting my career, I don't want to be slowed down by the burden of raising children, either.  Hmm.  That's a tough call.

It's really tough to try to imagine life five years out.  I mean, five years ago I definitely didn't think I'd still be at SJSU.  I wasn't planning on grad school.  I never would have imagined I'd still be living at home with my parents.  I was still working at Bath & Body Works...I don't think I'd ever imagined working at a place like RHA.  I would never have anticipated staying in school for an anthropology degree, of all things.  Seanie and I were dating, but I doubt I thought it would last any longer than my previous relationship with Sailor.  

It'll be really interesting to come back to this post in five years, to see if any of it played out.