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7 October 1999
so five hours of sleep. that's better than a lot of people in the studio did.
i got up, took a shower, and headed off to kinko's. printed the computerized drawings i was working on last night and blew them up. i realized that one of them hadn't printed correctly, but by this point (not even eight in the morning) the place was filling up, and i couldn't take the extra time, or money, to print it again. i wrote up a statement explaining my project, made a few copies, and headed out.
i tried to tell them that one of the copies i made was bad (there was a big streak through it) and that i didn't want to pay for it, and i think because of that i ended up paying double for all my 11x17 copies. including the bad one that the cashier just thrown away. made me wish i had stolen more than just the scotch tape last night.
stopped at the met, grabbed a bagel and a bottle of juice. headed for the beb. there were some people just arriving to put some finishing touches on their projects, and a fair number of people who never left last night.
i assembled my final piece for the first time (i didn't even know if it would go together) and got the drawings that i was going to hang together. i managed to fix the one that printed wrong at kinko's. next thing i knew it was 930 and i had to pin up (i was going in the first batch before lunch, fourth).
so this was my first real architecture review. guest critics and the whole deal. it actually went really well. much better than i was expecting. one of the critics told me that i was very good at explaining my intentions. the other told me afterwards that it was a "really great project". a couple of people in my class said nice things too. (mike told me that i had him mesmerized with my little, mahogany two-way symmetry demonstration piece and that i should start a cult.)
i'm attributing the success of my project to my giant photocopy, although i guess there was more to it than that. there were some other really impressive projects too.
rex's in particular i found truly amazing. he had been using these very strict, rotate and cut, methods for carving up his masses (he made like ten of them). and had produced some interesting results, but wasn't having much luck at reassembling them in an equally interesting way. about four am, he came up with this whole concept of "active and passive corners" and "the key piece" and "the core". and built up a system around it. really neat stuff.
the pic for the day is cropped and shrunk from a photocopy of a wood study that nick did. there was a very landscape-esque quality to some of his photocopies. entirely unintentional, i'm sure. but really cool anyway.
after the crit i ate a short dinner, and then headed back to the studio to work on my drawings of the stupid bus shelter. when i was in the library on sunday, and looking through the first volume (of 32) of le corbusier's complete works (or maybe it was a book on otto wagner), i was inspired to want to do a good job on drafting this building, no matter how much it sucks. but tonight, i had nearly slipped back to my complete contempt for it.
i stayed in the studio until almost one anyway. ick. and have to get up tomorrow morning and head back down there for an hour and draw some more. double ick. and i won't get to go to the salvation army and look for orange clothes with jen.
i got up, took a shower, and headed off to kinko's. printed the computerized drawings i was working on last night and blew them up. i realized that one of them hadn't printed correctly, but by this point (not even eight in the morning) the place was filling up, and i couldn't take the extra time, or money, to print it again. i wrote up a statement explaining my project, made a few copies, and headed out.
i tried to tell them that one of the copies i made was bad (there was a big streak through it) and that i didn't want to pay for it, and i think because of that i ended up paying double for all my 11x17 copies. including the bad one that the cashier just thrown away. made me wish i had stolen more than just the scotch tape last night.
stopped at the met, grabbed a bagel and a bottle of juice. headed for the beb. there were some people just arriving to put some finishing touches on their projects, and a fair number of people who never left last night.
i assembled my final piece for the first time (i didn't even know if it would go together) and got the drawings that i was going to hang together. i managed to fix the one that printed wrong at kinko's. next thing i knew it was 930 and i had to pin up (i was going in the first batch before lunch, fourth).
so this was my first real architecture review. guest critics and the whole deal. it actually went really well. much better than i was expecting. one of the critics told me that i was very good at explaining my intentions. the other told me afterwards that it was a "really great project". a couple of people in my class said nice things too. (mike told me that i had him mesmerized with my little, mahogany two-way symmetry demonstration piece and that i should start a cult.)
i'm attributing the success of my project to my giant photocopy, although i guess there was more to it than that. there were some other really impressive projects too.
rex's in particular i found truly amazing. he had been using these very strict, rotate and cut, methods for carving up his masses (he made like ten of them). and had produced some interesting results, but wasn't having much luck at reassembling them in an equally interesting way. about four am, he came up with this whole concept of "active and passive corners" and "the key piece" and "the core". and built up a system around it. really neat stuff.
the pic for the day is cropped and shrunk from a photocopy of a wood study that nick did. there was a very landscape-esque quality to some of his photocopies. entirely unintentional, i'm sure. but really cool anyway.
after the crit i ate a short dinner, and then headed back to the studio to work on my drawings of the stupid bus shelter. when i was in the library on sunday, and looking through the first volume (of 32) of le corbusier's complete works (or maybe it was a book on otto wagner), i was inspired to want to do a good job on drafting this building, no matter how much it sucks. but tonight, i had nearly slipped back to my complete contempt for it.
i stayed in the studio until almost one anyway. ick. and have to get up tomorrow morning and head back down there for an hour and draw some more. double ick. and i won't get to go to the salvation army and look for orange clothes with jen.