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The last week or so has been fairly busy. I've spent my time talking about telephone boxes (for a dull but necessary group presentation), visiting London twice (and seeing some wonderful people while there), stressing about my current project and working.
Current uni project is basically a mock commission. This is to get us used to the idea of designing for a specific place and also to keep us out of the workshops so that the third years can finish their final pieces.
Today we had an almost entirely useless workshop/lecture/thing about how to present proposals for a commissioned piece. The man taking the class's talk seemed to boil down to "doing everything on computers is the one true way," something with which I do not agree. He also managed to really irritate me by saying architects aren't artistic and need everything in a design drawing made very obvious so that they understand it.
I've finished the patchwork on the front of the rag dress, but haven't started on the back yet. I'm not convinced it actually looks good on - I think I might need to get a friend to look at me wearing it because I'm overly critical of everything I make.
This isn't for anything in particular, I was just looking at anatomy pictures, drew a heart on a piece of cloth and went over the lines with my sewing machine. I like the way it came out, but I don't know what I'll do with it yet.
If anyone in the south of England has not yet heard of the Sultan's Elephant, you must have been hiding in a box. I shall be going to London on Sunday to see a variety of people, the aforementioned elephant and a band called Covenant.
I've become addicted to strange Finnish sweets called "Tyrkisk Peber." They are absolutely amazing; hard (crunchy) salty liquorice sweets with fiery pepper inside. My Norwegian friend brought me back a tub of them after Easter, quite possibly because she was so surprised to find someone who liked salt liquorice and isn't Scandinavian. And, of course, because she's lovely like that.
Current uni project is basically a mock commission. This is to get us used to the idea of designing for a specific place and also to keep us out of the workshops so that the third years can finish their final pieces.
Today we had an almost entirely useless workshop/lecture/thing about how to present proposals for a commissioned piece. The man taking the class's talk seemed to boil down to "doing everything on computers is the one true way," something with which I do not agree. He also managed to really irritate me by saying architects aren't artistic and need everything in a design drawing made very obvious so that they understand it.
I've finished the patchwork on the front of the rag dress, but haven't started on the back yet. I'm not convinced it actually looks good on - I think I might need to get a friend to look at me wearing it because I'm overly critical of everything I make.
This isn't for anything in particular, I was just looking at anatomy pictures, drew a heart on a piece of cloth and went over the lines with my sewing machine. I like the way it came out, but I don't know what I'll do with it yet.
If anyone in the south of England has not yet heard of the Sultan's Elephant, you must have been hiding in a box. I shall be going to London on Sunday to see a variety of people, the aforementioned elephant and a band called Covenant.
I've become addicted to strange Finnish sweets called "Tyrkisk Peber." They are absolutely amazing; hard (crunchy) salty liquorice sweets with fiery pepper inside. My Norwegian friend brought me back a tub of them after Easter, quite possibly because she was so surprised to find someone who liked salt liquorice and isn't Scandinavian. And, of course, because she's lovely like that.
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I have two sorts of salt liquorice at the moment - the ones I mentioned abve and some "pingvin" (or something, I can't quite make out the label from where I'm sitting), which are just little chewy sweets.
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I never really liked turkisk peppar, so instead I tend to go for the hardcore salty stuff (like Jättesalt and, depending on how much salt you scoop out the corner of the bag, Djungelvrål).