Lo and behold, arguably the very first design I can humbly boast and solely take ownership of.
I said I'll gung ho for a week. And gung ho, I did. The daily mundanely trips to n fro the studio was absolutely worth the hassle. Sorta experienced n understood why architecture students subject themselves to all nighters. Because we simply had to. The load was considerably heavy upon foremost presumptions. Time was precious and time was taut, once you start you sorta can't stop. And it was amazing how you can truly get lost in time; the week was a day, the crit was barely a trice.
Having said so, I come clean and stand accused by noone but myself to perhaps rushing the design. In perfecting it, at least. The idea was reasoned, the context esteemed. The words were there for me to play, yet I struggled to find the form. Undulations n swellings, ripples and waves, the organic nature of the artificial organism was what I intended. I substantiated and rationalized to a certain extent, but perfected, I felt I did not. One can't help but linger in guilt, but the pragmatic side of me saw it justified. I nonetheless managed to shape the form to make the design a lot more coherent and sound, of which I condescend in.
The reference of the stage was deliberate and conscious, the idea of the conceptual simplicity and programmatic complexity adapted and assumed not only for a sense of continuity, but also to tie back and string the schemes of the semester, paralleling with the intention of creating spaces within spaces, function within function, program within program. In the outdoor space, Bale can be Karl committing first blood on Kate, Bale can be Bale appreciating the verdant landscape. In the working studio, Bale can be Karl composing odd references, Bale can be Bale reading Charlotte's Web and Batman comics. Again, program within program in creating programmatic diversities.
Completing the intangible is less than half the way. The model was physically prodful and sm, but completed in a day to my surprise. Laugh all you may, but since the toilet assignment model making has for me been less difficult and annoying as before. The deed instead is now claimed by another; manual drawings. I have no complaints in drafting without the osnap or trim, moreover with my lack of proficiency on the subject of matter, just the simple issue of lines and lines and more lines in mesh form bowing and bending and curling. Takes a French to curve like that, and french-ed I did. Turned out to be a rather helpful technique once one has gotten used to the trial n errors of adjusting, but then again comes the fundamental reasons to the existence of butter papers.
