3.17.2007

per your request

I don't think you'll be able to critique my design from it, but yes, this is part of what I do at school. A photo of my presentation . . . and the model.But no picture of me in front loking triumphant. One of my professors from a previous studio was hovering behind me with a camera while I was presenting my project the second time and managed to capture me mid-questioning-look and awkward point-to-the-design-aspect-up-for-debate. Which she promptly emailed to me, but I'll spare you that. She didn't actually review my project with me, but when I talked to her later, the thing she brought up first was the choice of green as a choice for the graphics. Why was this a problem? "Maybe not the best for your blue eyes." Maybe that's why I'm not posting the photo with me in front! But otherwise, the critiques were mostly helpful. By this point though (after 5 years of practice), if we know our reviewers well enough before we talk to them, it's pretty easy to predict what they'll like and what they'll hate, which issues they'll want to discuss and what design struggles they don't even want to hear about.
End-of term reviews are always anti-climactic. We all work for days and days, living and breathing our projects and then we discuss our work with two different people for about half an hour each and then it's done.

We stumbled out into the sunshine to celebrate the accomplishment of being halfway through our final studio with a group lunch, and then I wandered back to school to see some of the other reviews (furniture studio and some of the architecture ones) before collapsing on the grass with friends for the remainder of the afternoon.
The perfect way to spend the rest of the day. We giggled ourselves silly and the guys played music. Very relaxing. When I got home, I slept/dozed for two hours and then got up to eat and have a glass of wine with the girls and then, when I finally got to bed, managed to sleep in till 10 this morning.
I will miss these university days.

Now I have to catch up on the rest of my life. Some things manage to fall to the wayside when a deadline looms --like housecleaning.

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