I recently attended a two day masterclass for animation with Matthew Luhn and Andrew Gordon of Pixar. It was a pretty awesome experience overall, although I have to say…it was more of a refresher than anything else, and mostly provided very good and specific examples of what I had already learned and taught myself over four years of self-study. I don’t mind having paid $530 for it, as it was A: a birthday present to me from my family, and B: an opportunity to meet industry professionals who were both super cool.
However, it was hosted by one of our local art colleges, Vanarts. I learned, and saw, and stoked myself up into thinking, ’ yeah, of course this is where I belong! I could absolutely see myself being a storyboard artist. That would be amazing! Or getting into game design! Or character design even’
So I looked it up, and my poor little heart dropped right out of my arse.
$30,000 for one year : / and no part time options. That is more than four whole years and a full Bachelor’s diploma at UBC cost me.
I am literally going to be a worthless pauper for the rest of my days. Fuck. So much for wanting to accomplish anything in my life. I’m already in debt, so a student loan isn’t even an option right now. The other schools in my area offer equally unaffordable courses, as they are all private institutions.
I guess I could always put together a portfolio anyway and just pray they don’t give a shit if I attended a specialized program. Hopefully a BFA is enough.
I just can no longer bear the thought of selling clothing to entitled, piece of shit customers who wreck my store and then have the cajones to try and ask me for a discount over a missing button. It is breaking me. One day I will grab that screaming, whining toddler who is ripping clothes off the racks and breaking my hangars, and I will punt that impetuous little fucker down the goddamn escalator, and laugh and laugh.
And then I will be fired. And probably charged with murder.