by Jon Lackman | 15 March 2006 | Career
Blogger abbyg writes about leaving the profession: “I had been a wild asshole, an emotional wreck and a raging alcoholic, but I was also a very good art historian. For years it was something that came naturally, it was a gift and I was being groomed to go great places. I did go great places. I beat out over a hundred applicants for both my job at the Brooklyn Museum and my spot in the graduate program at SAIC. I was poised to be a rock star, all except for the fact that I pretty much woke up one day and decided that art didn’t mean anything to me anymore. When I went to galleries I shuddered. In museums I yawned. I had no other choice but to drop out of school.”
