"Deep breath" ... 6 weeks into the semester, and I'm exhausted and frustrated. I'm exhausted with work and I'm frustrated with school work. There are times I question myself whether this is such a good idea or not.
Well, studio have been going okay. Still not particularly pleased with some of the decision I made in the design process. I'll post results later on as I move along with the project. In short, we are to design a high density housing for a community (BAC students) in an existing urban grid. No razing of existing building or landscape like the modernism utopia.
Anyway part of the frustration is not the concept of the studio, but the lack of it. But before commenting of that, in response to inhabitat
Columbia University GSAPP (Jill) blog entry, I think I'm both the fashion victim and leaker here.
The Fashion Victim. The well-meaning intelligent student who loves architecture and wants to do it but cannot get the available critics to teach anything that is not inflected by the latest irrelevant mode. Um, how thick is a wall? Well, as Baudrillard said... End result: a successful career as a restaurateur.
The Leaker. The one who always loses it. He or she has been awake for three weeks. He or she has been totally misunderstood by his or her critic for six weeks. He or she has been dreaming things in his or her head that he or she is unable to draw on his or her piece of paper all of his or her immeasurably frustrating life. It's not incompetence, but there are, shall we say, some issues with creativity. We see before us one half-scratched pencil drawing, one limp tissue-paper model, and a thousand perfect La Tourette monasteries locked inside. You'd cry too.
Which brings me the builder we have in the studio.
The Builder. I just made a building. It's beautiful, and it works. What's the problem? The problem is that the jury is about to freak out. They will resent this student for not playing ball, for solving problems like a poetry-reading scientist when he or she should be suffering like a science-skimming poet””or a B-grade philosophe. By getting where everyone wants to go without jumping through the usual trendy hoops, the Builder puts the lie to the kind of gimmickry peddled by most architects of the educating class. This inadvertent rebel is our other hero.
How do you comment on his work? A pin-up session earlier in the week, I felt the need to bluntly comment that his building was just wrong, unpleasant to look and live in it. Was I wrong for not saying anything before he gets deeper into the design and gets killed by the critic next week?
Maybe I was. How I wish people would question my design choices too. How do other students here react to this situation? I sure it happens often, that sometimes you wish you could just say it bluntly.
Anyway, it was a nice day here in Boston, compare to some other parts of the country where it's snowing. I'll share this view I took from the school's library. Have a good weekend. I know I won't, as I'll be up all weekend.