we were built by the living.
fivefifteen: Window Design by Karl Lagerfeld for Printemps, Winter 2008
ienjoysweets: guhhhhh future job? yes please.
HELLO this is what we’re supposed to be learning in this ridiculous exhibition design class. Instead, we are designing park benches and not even having class half the time. (Today was the seventh time he’s canceled class. SEVEN. With NO makeup dates. Tuition breaks down to about $138 per class session… that means he has thrown nearly $1000 - ONE THOUSAND - of my dollars out the window. Not to mention the fact that we’ve never met for an entire class period… we always get out at least an hour early if not more. The school policy is that if a student misses four classes, including being 15 minutes late to a class, they automatically fail the course. What happens when it’s not the student, but the professor??)
eastling: “Art doesn’t help people. People help people.”
[wooster collective]fowlr: This reminds me of the terrific “Design Won’t Save The World” idea.
That’s so great. There are some days I really need that shirt to wear to class…
I need to realize that I am not as incompetent as I think I am, especially when it’s 2am and I’m tired and frustrated and tempted to give it all up.
We had the critique for this project I’ve been bemoaning for the past few days. And it went well. The prof said he “really appreciated the care taken in the construction of the layers” and he thought my “use of media and techniques was successful” or some artspeak like that. I pointed out a few things that I would have done differently or reasons why certain aspects seemed wrong to me, but one girl was like, “No, I think that actually translates really well” and someone else said that the way they paper laid on the board “added another type of effect and made you curious as to how it was created”.
All in all it went very well. And I learned that a) I’m not completely inept and b) critiques are at least 85% BS and c) art school critique stereotypes are completely and shamelessly true.
Here’s a rundown of my three classes.
Tim McCreight is guest lecturing next Tuesday.
I mean, wtf Scad, why you so good to me?
Haha, art school.
Ghettofolio: A result of having to buy $25 marker sets, expensive carbon pencils, and copious amounts of silver at $17/oz. Sometimes we just have to make sacrifices.
This is apparently one of the intramurals offered at SCAD this quarter.
Facepalm.
Tomorrow I leave for Scadtown again. With the amount of crap I have stuffed in my car, you wouldn’t think that I’ll only be gone for two months. And then I have about a month and a half off, and then it’s the long January to June(ish?) stretch. And then I’ll have only a year left… theoretically…
I really, really hope classes don’t kick my butt this quarter. Three studios. God help me.
uhhdeeuhh: “Even though it’s clear that you are a SCAD student with your hipster outfit and haircut, you still need a SCAD ID to be allowed in this building.”
:Dastronomical: lolz.
HAHAHA. Gawd it’s true. I… I sort of miss SCAD right now because of this. I’ll be back with the hipsters in less than a week…
atomicpower: I’m really excited to see (or rather hear) the people of mystery science theater 3000 riff the ed wood film, plan 9 from outerspace, tonight at regal 10. It’s going to be great!nkta: FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU-
Damnit.
That’s the second or third thing I’m missing this week alone.
And that’s going to be sweet as all get out, too.
WHAT. WHAT.
WHY DO I HAVE TO MISS THIS.
WHAT.
I am spending the rest of my summer trying to psych myself up for going back to school. Today I read most of Handmade Nation and I’m feeling a little better. I also bought two jewelry technique books yesterday. Why am I not excited about what I do anymore? I love it - in theory. But in practice… Maybe once I get back into it full time I’ll remember what made me fall in love with it in the first place. Or maybe I have a little senioritis creeping up on me, and realizing I have at least two or three years left is crushing my spirits a little. Maybe living in an actual house instead of having to deal with nasty nasty dorm life will help out. I’m just not a college kid. I used up all of my crazy college experiences in my first two years at Asbury, and I am feeling a little old, a little “been there, done that, don’t ever need to do that again”. Fortunately, my future roommate and I feel the same way. We talked about our past college experiences - both of us being transfer students, the same age, and the same amount of time left in school - and we’re both in the same place. I guess I don’t need to dread it so much. For now I just need to enjoy the rest of my freedom and work on pumping myself up.
It’s funny, because this has absolutely happened at SCAD’s bookstore too often to count.
raychelmendez: I just ate 7 pieces of toast…
I love finals week.
Five more days
Ah!
Me (after reading this): Why do you love finals week?!
Raych (completely monotone): Because I can eat… toast.
Not gonna lie. Love my roommate.
So, here is a list of everything I have to do by Wednesday (that’s in less than three days, jsyk).
CAD:
photograph ring
have portfolio printedbuy portfolio book
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finish rendering bracelet
build and render earrings
build and render necklace
have pieces printed
write statementbuy display board
make display
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Color Theory:
paint tiles & squares
cut color squares out
paste and label squaresbuy matting (grey)
put it all together
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Fabrication: (by Thursday, actually)
solder on jump rings
finish sanding phial
buff to high polish
buy cork
buy chain
write statement
print out inspirationbuy display board
make display
make powerpoint
ETA: Not to mention pack up my entire room by Friday. Which I haven’t even thought of starting. HA.