Class registration. My
final class registration. Up until the night before, I hadn’t a clue which
classes I would take, or which ones I wanted to take. For my last quarter, I only need two classes since I have
all the other credits I need. No
more graphic design classes for me, just a general education elective and a
free elective. Intro to
Anthropology was the most interesting sounding gen ed class that would fulfill
my graduation requirement, so I signed up for that online. That means I will only have to
physically attend one class in the spring. Let me tell you, being a senior is some serious work. Anywho, that one class I will be attending is Repeat
Pattern Design. It’s a class in
the Fibers department, which is pretty much the coolest major at SCAD. So I’ll get to work with textiles and pattern
creation, which will actually help me out a lot in terms of my graphic
design. I’m really looking forward
to next quarter, but there is so much work to do before this quarter is
through. I have a 10-page research
paper to write in about 2 weeks' time and 2 more design projects (for real
clients) to produce in 4 weeks.
It’s actually more than it sounds.
For Repeat Pattern, I think I want to work with the concept of heritage. Or sparkly things. At dinner the other night, a friend suggested that I get a tattoo of each culture in my ancestry. That’s a lot of tattoos. But it got me thinking how it would be really cool to incorporate bits of each culture into a single mark that could be used in a pattern or as a seal or crest or stamp. But I could also try to do something sparkly, like with bronze coins or medallions. So either one, or maybe both will be used as inspiration next quarter.
On a completely irrelevant side note, I’m sick. It began on Saturday evening with an odd feeling in my throat and continued into Sunday morning with a sore neck and runny nose. So I called my mama and lamented about my puny little cold and laid about the apartment all day, real pathetic-like, moaning to my roommates. And I thought to myself, if I were alone in this world, with no mama to call for help and no roommates to be dramatic for... I would probably still be just as pathetic about being sick. At least for the first few hours, then I would man up and deal with it.
So I did, and I made soup. And I would like to say that when I get my own place, the thing I’m looking forward to most is real silverware. Some nice heavy spoons that I can scoop soup with rather than these lightweight things that just are not working for me.
For Repeat Pattern, I think I want to work with the concept of heritage. Or sparkly things. At dinner the other night, a friend suggested that I get a tattoo of each culture in my ancestry. That’s a lot of tattoos. But it got me thinking how it would be really cool to incorporate bits of each culture into a single mark that could be used in a pattern or as a seal or crest or stamp. But I could also try to do something sparkly, like with bronze coins or medallions. So either one, or maybe both will be used as inspiration next quarter.
On a completely irrelevant side note, I’m sick. It began on Saturday evening with an odd feeling in my throat and continued into Sunday morning with a sore neck and runny nose. So I called my mama and lamented about my puny little cold and laid about the apartment all day, real pathetic-like, moaning to my roommates. And I thought to myself, if I were alone in this world, with no mama to call for help and no roommates to be dramatic for... I would probably still be just as pathetic about being sick. At least for the first few hours, then I would man up and deal with it.
So I did, and I made soup. And I would like to say that when I get my own place, the thing I’m looking forward to most is real silverware. Some nice heavy spoons that I can scoop soup with rather than these lightweight things that just are not working for me.
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