"You own me. There's nothing you can do."

As I try to assess & work through this semester's frustrations, I still feel that occasional rush of energy when something within a project begins to reveal itself. It's one of those instances when design-- and the process- begins to show its true colors; these moments come & go-- their capricious revelations go hand in hand with trying to figure out our own process. It's a reminder of why I began studying architecture in the first place; those mysterious situations that make you stop in your tracks to admire someone's work will always materialize as you develop a further knowledge of something you love. As we move forward in our studies, we begin to have these beautiful revelations at a higher frequency. 

Even moments away from school have turned into talks on design. As I sat at the bar with a fellow Pratt architecture student, we started talking about how we judge the design of everything we see, including the female form (my attempt at humor was saying that a particular girl standing near by was not designed using the Golden Section). We talked about what we would do after architecture-- if we were so inclined to try something new-- but agreed that we couldn't see ourselves doing that for quite some time. I have already switched paths (English/World Lit. to Architecture) & I would like to believe I'll be practicing until the last days of my life. The fact that design encompasses so much of life makes me excited to begin working on every new project I can & use everything that isn't "architecture" to influence or propel a design project. 

After registering for Summer classes, I have found something to look forward to as this semester whimpers along towards an end we're all looking forward to just to end the school-wide frustrations we encounter. Every (new) studio allows for a new way to look at things, a new perspective from someone in the field, & the opportunity to show just how much of our daily life is effected by what we study.