Words cannot properly measure the things that I have learned through out my Project DUMBO experience. I learned not only art lessons, but life lessons that I will carry with me wherever I go. I feel that living in a loft in Brooklyn for a month with eleven other art majors has been an incredible privilege.
I did learn how to do a lot of things. I learned how to navigate a subway. I learned how to call a cab. I learned how to eat with chopsticks, and how to take a really fast cold shower. I learned how to fight off pigeons, and how to fight off drowsiness. I learned the proper way to drink wine. I learned how to find the cheapest food in New York City. I learned how to eat pizza every day. I also learned that when Marc says, "I'm buying lunch today", you order ALL the food.
There were, however, many realizations and epiphanies, if you will, that I came to during my stay in New York City. First and foremost, I gained confidence in my aspired career path. Coming here, I was still unsure of how serious the Art Therapy business can be. I had the opportunity to talk to some of the staff at LAND Studio and Gallery, located in DUMBO, New York. LAND is an education and treatment center focusing on adults with developmental disabilities. There, they generate and showcase the artwork produced by these people. LAND gives people the ability to express their talents and to be recognized as artists. And through talking to the staff of this wonderful treatment center, I gained confidence that my education will be sufficient, and that the lifestyle in which I am willing to pursue is both a rewarding and a creative lifestyle.
On a more personal note, I learned about the many different cultures
and the diversity of the people in the city through music, food,
clothing, and by simply meeting people. I also made a wonderful new
group of friends, with whom I can relate to and be supported by,
especially when it comes down to my artwork. This experience had
exceeded my highest expectations. I made realizations, learned life
lessons, gained confidence in my future, and made a new and wonderful
group of friends. I lived in a beautiful loft that overlooked the East
River, and most importantly I was able to share this space with eleven exceptional people. I, as well as many other students, am terribly sad
that Project DUMBO has neared it's end. If I could do this again, I have
no doubt in my mind that I would take advantage of the situation. I
will leave with this city soon, but what I have learned from it will
come with me wherever I go. I hope to see DUMBO again someday soon.