On Monday I enrolled into my 3rd and final year at Leeds college of Art. Today was my first day back after the long summer break. I've been talked at for five hours about module briefings/submissions/dissertations/placements and awesome designers coming in to visit us. So please excuse any spelling mistakes or general shittiness of this journal. (It's basically: HEY I'm here but...I'm busy)
My tutor, Fred, has informed us that there are now only 36 weeks left until we graduate. He also put that in terms of days, hours and minutes but I won't horrify you with that.
His basic summary of today's briefing was: "You are now all unemployed graphic designers. 3rd year is about you, what you want to do and how it's going to enable you to progress onto the next level i.e working in industry."
Well. I've just pissed my self metaphorically through fear.
I know 3rd year is going to be long, difficult and sometimes tedious in places. It's also going to be fun dammit! But I will be practically living in the studio until those 36 weeks are up so I'm here to say that there's probably not going to be a lot of action from me on here. Not that I'm noticed anyway but... I'm now going to be using my DA gallery to show case final solutions for briefs. My Benhance acount will be used for a more in depth look and my university blog is basically what my tutors are going to be assesing me on.
Ukkk. This also means Babel Fish get's put on hold. I'm going to try and work it around my dissertation (as Sundays are looking more likely to be writing days) but...work is more important and as much as I like writing about stupid tall blonde mutants and how poor green mutants have to deal with him, it's not a priorities. Boo.
Tonight I've got to finish writing up my proposed briefs for the year and come up with a rational an statement of intent.
I look knackered all ready. But hey! If I don't want to go the route of my parents and end up living on council estates with low paying jobs then I'll just have to look like I'm craving caffeine. all. of. the. time.
Babel Fish: [link]
(Not sure why I keep plugging this. I write it for my own assessment and just maybe it entertains someone else)
Tumblr: (When I figure out how the fuck that works and what I'm going to use it for)