Dreaming a little: How did I get to study Arts?

''Why did you choose to study Arts?'' That's a question that I had to answer a lot. But it wasn't my all childhood dream, I didn't imagine myself as an artist, as a painter, I used to paint, I used to atend to art exhibitions and to learn about artists but I just found it beautiful things, part of the world, not part of my life expectations.

When I was a child, I had too much dream jobs. I used to say I wanted to be a circus dancer, also I wanted to be a vet to help animals and always be sorrounded by them (my grandma even bought me a doll who was a vet, with mini cats and dogs. I used to play all the time with her). I found that my dream was impossible 'cause I involved too much with animals (still happening), I suffered a lot when Copito, my dog, died. I cried all day and in his funeral too. I only had four years old and that moment was recorded permanently in my brain. 

When I was like 7 years old I wanted to be a firefighter, I was in love of the suits and cars that they had, and of the red colour of all their things, but then I realized that they actually didn't get paid, it was so sad for me.

In middle school, I thought I wanted to be a lawyer, just 'cause my mother told me to. She loved that career, she used to read me the Civil Code even when I wasn't born yet. Happily, that option didn't last too much. Then, Dr. House came to my life and, yes, I wanted to study medicine just for House and his medical achievements. Now that I realize, I wanted to study so many things, and I'm not even counting the fallen projects like ballet or violin.

When I was in highschool, I didn't have a clear option of what I wanted to do in the future. I loved to learn about everything, everywhere and everyone. One of my cousins told me that her friend was studying journalism and she thought that this career was ideal for me 'cause I used to write and read a lot. I investigated about what a journalist do and I wasn't absolutly in love at first but I liked it, so it converted in my main option. Later, I used to fantasy about working on a specialized magazine, writing about art and cultures (''La Panera'' was my favourite mag and I used to read it all the time). 

In that time, I was in an art academy, I always loved to draw, to paint and create but I never considered that as an option to study. It was just a hobby at first and in my last year of school I started to consider it as a real possibility, I met a friend who wanted to study plastic arts so badly and then, thanks to him, I learned more about what really meaned to study it. 

When I had to apply to university, I followed my friends and family advices and put Journalism as a first option 'cause it was a more 'traditional' career than Fine Arts. I studied for a complete year in ICEI. I enjoyed it, I struggled with some courses at the beggining but it was a good experience, I just knew that if I didn't study Arts now, it was difficult to make it in the future. At last minute, against my family thoughs, I applied again and entered to my actual program. It was a totally impulsive reaction.

I love what I'm learning. At the beggining it wasn't nothing like I expected, it was and is challenging, I used to stay up all night finishing works, all weeks the same panorama. I felt frustrated sometimes when proffesors critiziced harshly my assignments but I managed to tolerate it. 

At future, I want to specialize in conservation and restoration of cultural patrimony and I want to work restoring work of art collections of important museums and galleries from all around the globe, I want to learn more about art history and other theorical aspects of my study area. And, why not, maybe I could study another thing very different from Arts.