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2 December 1999
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had some sort of dream about a scorpion tearing up one of my toes.
i didn't have much new for design principles today. before class i went down to the model shop and cut a bunch of sheets of chipboard down to the size that my site model is going to be. and then simplified my enlarged photocopy to major shapes. that was about where i was when class started.
i had been thinking about laminating thirty layers of chipboard, then cutting the shapes out in the shop, and then putting them back together slightly skewed. but then i thought that it would probably be better to cut the shapes out by hand in each of the layers, and then laminate the pieces together. and then reassemble them.
so i went to the risd store and got some graphite transfer paper and some glue. and spent a good part of the day cutting out shapes. i did two layers individually. then a set of two. then two sets of three. and decided to leave it at ten layers rather than the full thirty. and sometime after lunch i began gluing shapes together, and by the end of class had them about half done.
ate dinner, and then went to the fugazi show with maureen and amie (jen and molly's ra). we drove around forever looking for parking. it probably would have been faster to walk. but colder.
a dutch band called the ex opened. we missed a song or two, but they were pretty good. like fugazi, they had very structured songs, really kinda intellectual which is nice to see in a punk band. it almost seemed that they would have been more appropriately playing in an avant-garde coffee house. although they certainly enjoyed playing up on a good size stage.
we tried to move our way up front for fugazi, and maureen got to the corner of the stage, but i was standing directly in front of (and up against) the bass speaker. it's an odd sensation. i think my body kinda got used to it after a few songs though.
fugazi really are a very, very cool band. i think it's even more apparent live that their music works on so many different levels. from good-old, get yr body moving, punk rock to a more intellectual appreciation of the structure of songs to a deeply rooted political message. the cross section of the crowd was interesting.
and i learned from the band about the wto protests in seattle this week. that says something, that i'm getting my world news from punk rock shows. i've definitely been living in the risd bubble. i feel like i should start reading a newspaper or something.
after the show i went back to the studio and finished laminating chipboard shapes. early shows are nice in that there's still time afterwards for other things (maureen took the time to go to boston to try and catch another concert). of course my brain was a little scattered at that point, and i couldn't really do anything that required thought, like my perspective drawings.
stopped by the id building briefly on my way home. forgot to ask about the vacuum-former.
i didn't have much new for design principles today. before class i went down to the model shop and cut a bunch of sheets of chipboard down to the size that my site model is going to be. and then simplified my enlarged photocopy to major shapes. that was about where i was when class started.
i had been thinking about laminating thirty layers of chipboard, then cutting the shapes out in the shop, and then putting them back together slightly skewed. but then i thought that it would probably be better to cut the shapes out by hand in each of the layers, and then laminate the pieces together. and then reassemble them.
so i went to the risd store and got some graphite transfer paper and some glue. and spent a good part of the day cutting out shapes. i did two layers individually. then a set of two. then two sets of three. and decided to leave it at ten layers rather than the full thirty. and sometime after lunch i began gluing shapes together, and by the end of class had them about half done.
ate dinner, and then went to the fugazi show with maureen and amie (jen and molly's ra). we drove around forever looking for parking. it probably would have been faster to walk. but colder.
a dutch band called the ex opened. we missed a song or two, but they were pretty good. like fugazi, they had very structured songs, really kinda intellectual which is nice to see in a punk band. it almost seemed that they would have been more appropriately playing in an avant-garde coffee house. although they certainly enjoyed playing up on a good size stage.
we tried to move our way up front for fugazi, and maureen got to the corner of the stage, but i was standing directly in front of (and up against) the bass speaker. it's an odd sensation. i think my body kinda got used to it after a few songs though.
fugazi really are a very, very cool band. i think it's even more apparent live that their music works on so many different levels. from good-old, get yr body moving, punk rock to a more intellectual appreciation of the structure of songs to a deeply rooted political message. the cross section of the crowd was interesting.
and i learned from the band about the wto protests in seattle this week. that says something, that i'm getting my world news from punk rock shows. i've definitely been living in the risd bubble. i feel like i should start reading a newspaper or something.
after the show i went back to the studio and finished laminating chipboard shapes. early shows are nice in that there's still time afterwards for other things (maureen took the time to go to boston to try and catch another concert). of course my brain was a little scattered at that point, and i couldn't really do anything that required thought, like my perspective drawings.
stopped by the id building briefly on my way home. forgot to ask about the vacuum-former.