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I am an art history major. Let me say, it was a journey getting there. All throughout high school I always declared that I would be an english major. Or a journalism major. In high school I was so obsessed with the materialist world of fashion, and was desperate to walk the hallways of the Vogue offices in New York City. I wanted to witness fashion shows first hand and write endlessly about them. Don't get me wrong, I still pay attention to the fashion world, just not as much.

My first year of college, I was undecided, but leaning towards a communication major. My new dream was to endure the long winters of Syracuse University, because it is one of the top communications schools in the country. I became obsessed with researching the school and figuring out how exactly I was going to get in.

Then, in the summer after that first year, I realized how much I adored art. I was always a person who admired art to a great extend and because I envy and realize the talent and individuality in every piece, I think I can appreciate it that much more. My first experience to the Getty was magical. My family & I decided to take an afternoon and grace the Getty halls. I read the descriptions to every painting, often slugging behind my family who gave the artworks a second of their time and headed on. But I wanted to admire and take the artwork in. I wanted to learn more about them.

I realize that art history may not be a suitable or reasonable major, but I know what I want to do and I will accomplish that goal. I will receive my masters in art history (I am unsure in what area I want to emphasize my expertise) and will work as a curator in a renown museum. I want to be able to handle artwork and beam at them everyday.