A defining moment
After climbing to the very top of the building I step into an open, sunlit room. Windows run the full length of the wall opposite me and every wall space is covered in line and color. Huge tables float in the center, empty but full of possibility. I realize I am forgetting to breathe. This is the middle school art studio, the first I have ever been in, and I’m in love.
I spent less than nine months working in that studio. I don’t clearly remember the teacher or any specific lessons, but I remember the space, the light, and the excitement.
What has been a defining moment in your life?