My sister and I loved to sing Elton John around the house, and quoting his songs is a language we have developed when speaking to each other. I had a chance to go to the University of Pennsylvania Museum of Archaeology and Anthropology and present about two treatments I performed on objects from their collection Halloween weekend. The lecture was really popular with the rest of the staff and I was really happy to see so many people come to hear about our treatments. I was presenting along with LeeAnn Barnes Gordon and Carrie Roberts. The lectured was even mentioned in the Philadelphia Inquirer! I managed to work in an image of Frankenstein’s monster, in honor of the season.
I really enjoyed staying with my sister and being back on the East Coast, while I love Kansas City and the people in the Mid-west are fantastic, but the East is more like home to me (of course after Texas). It was so great to see LeeAnn and Carrie, to catch up on our adventures, and just to have someone to talk to who is going through the same internship year at the same time gives me more perspective about my experiences.
What makes a conservator? I think a certain amount of fearlessness must be part of the equation. A conservator cannot be careless, but they have to be a little fearless about their skills, they can’t be afarid of asking for internships or jobs, writing papers, or putting themselves out in the public eye.
I thought about this on the plane ride home. Then the steering in the plane failed, so the pilot steered the plane up again, waited for emergency vehicles to arrive, informed the flight attendants who directed us to curl up and brace ourselves for the landing, which meant they shouted “BRACE, BRACE, HEAD DOWN, STAY DOWN” while we curled up in our seats. I walked away from the landing, shaken but not hurt. I was once afraid of flying, but not anymore.
Perhaps I am ready to be a conservator.