Some quick words about Italy and beyond
I am a horrible blogger. I’ve come to realize this. During the spring semester of 2014, I planned on writing about Italy every week. Obviously that didn’t happen since I only made it through the Welcome Dinner.
Spring 2014 was a hectic one. Just to sum it up:
We worked at a mansion in the Tuscan hillside, cleaning frescoes.
We finally finished our giant painting restoration project Lo Spirito Santo
My roommates were crazy and hilarious.
It rained a lot.
At Easter I saw a dove firecracker shoot out the cathedral and ignite the fireworks cart.
I’m sure there is a lot more I could say about the semester, but I just don’t want to take the time. Most of the people who read this already know what I was doing. I’ll post some pictures at the end of this blog entry. But now I want to switch topics and write about things outside of Florence.
Early in February I found out that I had been accepted into the program at Northumbria University, without an interview. The only problem was the deposit required to hold my place was huge, and I hadn’t heard from the other schools. Luckily the deposit wasn’t due for months. But this acceptance meant that I was going to go to grad school no matter what.
Then at the end of February I interviewed at The Courtauld Institute of Art. This school is the grandfather institution for art conservation. It’s program is rigorous and terrifying. It was an eight hour interview with projects to test our various skills. Luckily since I was in Florence already, the flights to and from London weren’t too bad. And as I flew back to Florence I cried because I didn’t want to leave London. I loved the city and I loved the program.
I was also invited to interview at Buffalo State, but the interview week fell right on my midterms week. After sending letters to the dean of my school, I was allowed to change my midterm exam days and times. I had 6 exams crammed into three days.
Flying to Buffalo from Florence was difficult. It required three planes and about 15 hours. So I interviewed there for the second time.
I waited patiently to find out my results. I knew that I was going to find out about Buffalo April 15th. But then around April 8th I was notified by The Courtauld that I had been accepted. And they needed the deposit by the 15th. I ended up paying the deposit before finding out about Buffalo, just to be safe. I think my classmates in Italy had been as nervous as I was to find out about Buffalo. They actually took my phone away from me at one point so that I would stop checking my email. On April 15th I received Buffalo’s decision — that I had been rejected yet again. I was good enough for one of the most prestigious institutions in the world, but not for Buffalo State. After getting the email from Buffalo, I went into the bathroom and cried for a good hour. I was heartbroken because I wanted to be closer to home and because Buffalo is a full ride with living stipend, while The Courtauld is very expensive. Two of my classmates found me in there and made everything better with encouraging words.
And now here we are. I moved to London two weeks ago today. I have had three days of classes thus far, and in one of them I got a little teary eyed again because I was reminded of how much I love it here. So for the next three years I am going to be on an on-going adventure.
And now, as promised, here are some pictures from last semester in Italy: