You took my hand and lead me down to watch a papillon parade
2005 was a pretty neat year. Studio with Ms. Spike Wolff this semester was liberating-- sure, I did the same, gradewise, as I ever will, but at least I had a little more fun doing it. Gluing saran wrap to my final drafted elevations was positively exhilarating. Being an officer (albeit, a mostly useless one) for KGB this semester has been elitist fun. Lack of physical lounge has mostly resolved into me being somewhat of a cluster groupie, and even more of a Sherbrook groupie. Having the Sherbrook Yurt as a home-away-from-Mudge is completely excellent, as the food is friendly and the people are delicious. It is possible that I live there next year, if I can deal with the effect of the much longer commute to campus on my inevitable Studio late nights. Another factor that contributed to the awesome of 2005 was, of course, the existence of my adorable and mentally unbalanced arch-nemesis (note to Matus: some of that description was intended in jest), who, among other things, is good at keeping things in perspective. Also, I got a lovely kosher Thanksgiving out of him. All in all, 2005 had victorian pseudoscience, several intances of pirates, bog people, aqua guns, pod projects, and Joseph Kosuth.
Winter break has almost entirely consisted of me staying home and working on Lunar Gala stuff. I am completely in love with electroluminescent wire (this is predictable, given that it combines the best aspects of Things That Glow and Wire, both of which are passions of mine). If you ever want to order some for yourself, by the way, coolneon.com is good people-- they sent several forms of confirmation, filled and shipped the order very quickly, and sent illustrated tips on how to solder the stuff, with free copper tape and heatshrink tubing to get you started. Also, they put glittery star stickers on the box, which is always a plus. My LG costumes are (also predictably) drifting a little from the original concept. This is mostly to do with technical difficulties (like not having any damn vertical measurements for my models), but a little to do with that just being the way I operate. I assume that the people in charge will neither notice nor care. I've seen very little of my friends here. I've cruised a bit with Nigi (Coffee Society and buns/noodles, of course), and family holidays always bring Zola (with tales of her new boyfriend) and her mother.
Zola and I went to the memorial service. We went to the Buddhist pre-ceremony, and left before the large group of fellow classmates came. This is for the best, I think-- I haven't seen those people for a while, and that was not the right time and place for it. The chanting was mesmerizing. She was shy, but with an amazing giggle that comes to my mind almost before her face does, so it seemed appropriate to me to remember her in such an auditory way.
2006 brings with it, I think, some slightly sad changes. Jess is leaving us temporarily to have wild adventures, and (though I didn't really know her before this semester), her absence will be noticeable, especially in the early mornings. Luckily, it is an Age of Technology, and communication won't be too hard. A similar loss will be in the spring, when a large subset of my favorite people graduate. Additionally, next semester, while it will cater well to my fetish for materials, will be with a professor that will be a little less accepting of my freakish nonarchitectural ways than Spike was.
However: a semester is long enough that this year's graduation can be considered far in the future, and short enough that a FLW methodology for a semester won't be devastating. Also, I have at least one unusual class this semester; "Letterpress and Bookbinding" should be fun and fairly relaxing.
Lunar Gala (that's February 25th; mark your calendars!) will probably prove to be exactly the kind of overstressing artistic endeavor that I tend to undertake to prove I'm alive, but at least this time I should have a sizable audience and some sort of "production values." Heck, I'm already doodling designs on the off chance that I like it enough to try out again next year. Also with respect to possible spending of SURG money, this year marks the 100th year anniversity of our College of Fine Arts, and thus a somewhat triumphant return of the Beaux Arts Ball. Take a look at that theme-- I will probably have fun costuming for it.
KGB Booth this year has three talented co-chairs, so there should be more emphasis on art and decoration, which means I'll definitely be contributing any scrap time I have. Brrraaaiiinnsss!
fin.
Winter break has almost entirely consisted of me staying home and working on Lunar Gala stuff. I am completely in love with electroluminescent wire (this is predictable, given that it combines the best aspects of Things That Glow and Wire, both of which are passions of mine). If you ever want to order some for yourself, by the way, coolneon.com is good people-- they sent several forms of confirmation, filled and shipped the order very quickly, and sent illustrated tips on how to solder the stuff, with free copper tape and heatshrink tubing to get you started. Also, they put glittery star stickers on the box, which is always a plus. My LG costumes are (also predictably) drifting a little from the original concept. This is mostly to do with technical difficulties (like not having any damn vertical measurements for my models), but a little to do with that just being the way I operate. I assume that the people in charge will neither notice nor care. I've seen very little of my friends here. I've cruised a bit with Nigi (Coffee Society and buns/noodles, of course), and family holidays always bring Zola (with tales of her new boyfriend) and her mother.
Zola and I went to the memorial service. We went to the Buddhist pre-ceremony, and left before the large group of fellow classmates came. This is for the best, I think-- I haven't seen those people for a while, and that was not the right time and place for it. The chanting was mesmerizing. She was shy, but with an amazing giggle that comes to my mind almost before her face does, so it seemed appropriate to me to remember her in such an auditory way.
2006 brings with it, I think, some slightly sad changes. Jess is leaving us temporarily to have wild adventures, and (though I didn't really know her before this semester), her absence will be noticeable, especially in the early mornings. Luckily, it is an Age of Technology, and communication won't be too hard. A similar loss will be in the spring, when a large subset of my favorite people graduate. Additionally, next semester, while it will cater well to my fetish for materials, will be with a professor that will be a little less accepting of my freakish nonarchitectural ways than Spike was.
However: a semester is long enough that this year's graduation can be considered far in the future, and short enough that a FLW methodology for a semester won't be devastating. Also, I have at least one unusual class this semester; "Letterpress and Bookbinding" should be fun and fairly relaxing.
Lunar Gala (that's February 25th; mark your calendars!) will probably prove to be exactly the kind of overstressing artistic endeavor that I tend to undertake to prove I'm alive, but at least this time I should have a sizable audience and some sort of "production values." Heck, I'm already doodling designs on the off chance that I like it enough to try out again next year. Also with respect to possible spending of SURG money, this year marks the 100th year anniversity of our College of Fine Arts, and thus a somewhat triumphant return of the Beaux Arts Ball. Take a look at that theme-- I will probably have fun costuming for it.
KGB Booth this year has three talented co-chairs, so there should be more emphasis on art and decoration, which means I'll definitely be contributing any scrap time I have. Brrraaaiiinnsss!
fin.