yes, you may call me 'Master'

I've become so used to having some period of art history on my mind that I find it difficult to believe that it all stops now. Last week I handed in my last essay and, assuming of course that it's good enough and I pass the course, I will have obtained my Masters degree.

Five years and many, many happy hours in the library have passed since I (rather self consciously) headed back to University. I was the scary mature aged student in the undergrad tutorials, and I almost became part of the furniture in Schaeffer library, so many years I have been visiting there. I finished with an examination of this gorgeous portrait of Madame de Pompadour and its implications for early feminist thought in the Enlightenment.

I am a little sad to be leaving study behind me. It's been a transformative experience and opened my eyes to many beautiful things, not all of them about the art.

Comments

[Elissa]

Thanks for the comments. No, I do not plan to do a PhD, or really anything with the degree - it was purely for the love of it. And yes, Suze, I think I will miss the quiet reading, but the relief of no more essays is still with me!

[Suze]

Well done! Join me in Masterhood, a cut above being a Bachelor.
I know what you mean about the sadness. It's almost two years now since I finished studying and I still have nostalgic feelings from time to time - though I don't miss the essay deadlines.

[Pamela]

There's always a PhD!! (Then you get to wear the floppy hat (the best bit I reckon). Well done and congrats (again) - your life is a series of achievements!!

[Jo]

Congratulations, Elissa! Do you have any plans as to what you'd like to do now with your art history knowledge and Masters?