My MFA thesis was a hell of a journey.
My artwork has always been so significantly personal. Putting clear and concise (or at least, attempting to) words to the topics I desired to share required a type of transparency I'd yet to ever experience. It was a huge exercise for me to learn how to broaden a personal topic into a relatable one - into something that produces conversation linking to root issues we experience and should discuss. Beyond that, learning how to share it - rather than hiding it all away into my personal space and calling it a day, as I tend to do.
I'm still working on absorbing the fact that 1) my Masters program happened and 2) that it's already over with. I now have the degree I've desired for a very long time - but it has been a difficult practice for me to sit down, look back at the past two years, and work to absorb them.
Even more, taking a moment to simply be proud of myself rather than moving onto the next goal, the next task, the next challenge.
I am learning how to be proud of myself, with the same amount of pride I feel for others. And my friends, it takes practice.