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The Docent's Journey

Writer's picture: Sam JohnSam John

The SCAD Museum of Art. @scadmoa 


The one turn of phrase I can think of when I think of this space is "Thank you."


Thank you for giving me my first job!


Thank you for taking a shot on me when I probably wouldn't have taken a shot on myself.


Thank you Kristin Poitras for seeing the potential I had and giving me responsibility after responsibility, trusting that I would rise to the occasion.



And I did. Every single time. Thanks to relying on God, therapy, and the growth I knew I was working towards.



Every step of this journey has been an unbelievable blessing and I can't believe it all started with me in the lobby of the museum after I had just moved to America and then again in a couple of months and then again in another couple of months, this time with a sword under my arm.



I was an acting student. We did that sort of thing. It wasn't real and it wasn't a threat. I promise.


I am blessed and honored to have served this amazing institution from 2019-2024 and what a privilege it was to hate something, learn that hate is pointless, grow to love it, and move forward with a bold, new relationship with this job that has changed my life, forever.



Thank you @scaddotedu and @scadmoa


Yours faithfully,


Sam Qavah John.


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