PROgress

progress is relative. as my first semester school comes to an end, i find myself reflecting on my achievements, my opportunities for improvements and what i am looking forward to learning. but as i said, it is all relative. months ago, progress may have been something completely different to me, as i was not even thinking about school, or art, or being creative. and now, here i am, exactly where i wanted to be all along doing exactly what i wanted to do, and it is an amazing feeling. it is incredible to see the succession of life, how everything happens for a reason and makes sense to me once i reflect back on things that didnt necessarily make sense while i was going through them.

and so i reflect, and build. i progress.

now back to my final projects for the semester’s portfolio reviews…