Let me tell you a story.
When I was in the 6th form (Year 12 I think it's called now), my mother told me that I was going to have to leave school at the end of the year, as she couldn't afford to support me. However, my older brother, a year ahead of me at school, was to go to university. I was in the top academic class, and assumed that I would go to university along with all my friends after the end of the 7th Form (Year 13). I was distraught. This widened the rift between me and Mum, and I left home the following year, having little contact with my family for the next few years. It also severed the contact I had with my school friends (this was in the days before cellphones and the internet, you understand) and I lost touch with most of them.
While I've long ago got over this, and have done some extramural study when in my 30's, I have always hankered after university study. Recently, when searching for suitable contacts at tertiary institutions to send information about my dyes, I accidentally stumbled across a degree course at Southern Institute of Technology (SIT) in Invercargill, the southern-most city in New Zealand.
At one time, these institutions (formerly called Technical Institutes) could not offer proper bachelors' degrees, only more lowly-rated "technical" courses. However, that has now changed. This degree, Bachelor of Applied Media Arts (Visual Media), was the most interesting course I had seen. The first year has 3 threads - Visual Arts (painting, drawing, print-making and sculpture); Photography: and Graphic Design. All things I'm interested in. In the 2nd year, you choose one thread in which you specialise and graduate
I have applied to SIT and been accepted into this course, starting in February. Acceptance is not automatic, as numbers are limited.
However, I have some considerable obstacles in my path. Firstly, I am trying to sell my house without success (so far) as the market is extremely flat. Secondly, I have been unable to find work since returning home from overseas, and am struggling financially. This situation has made me stressed and depressed, and only the prospect of my new life has kept me going.
I am not a great believer in Fate, though sometimes it seems that things are meant to happen. I want this to happen for me. Perhaps, if I tell enough people, it will.
And, of course, when life throws you scraps, you make a quilt. Here's a couple of little tops I've dug out and will complete to take my mind off things. Above is an appliqued teapot quilt.
And this is a design called "Bento Boxes" after the clever Japanese lunch boxes.