Swinburne. Day 1.
I’m exhausted. 9:00am-5:30pm. Much of it would have to do with camp. I left the house at 7:00am, got home at 6:45pm.
I can even go so far to say that I am excited to be back studying. Here’s to Communication Design somewhere reputable! They are unbelievably professional about things in comparison to Deakin. Sad but true. Get-to-know-you games were almost non-existent. It was an immediate dropping in the deep-end. All very full on. Homework already.
The first six weeks are pretty much tech free, (uh oh) or at least in the classes I’ve had thus far. It’s going to undoubtedly challenge me and challenge my pocket ($). Illustration of any kind – all this ‘hands on’ art isn’t my forte.
There is a rule about no symmetry . yrtemmys on tuoba elur a si erehT
None. You lose marks if you steer into boxes and balance. Some of this makes me sad. I quite like symmetry when it’s used well.
The people I’ve met friendly and actually want to be there. You gradually crank up the list of those you know. I can count five now. One has a replica time-table to me which is no mean feat!
Shock: Art supplies are expensive (I did know that) and I have to get a whole lot of them (I didn’t know that).
I am so incredibly thankful I have an A3 printer. Everything is to be done on A3. Freak fetish.
I’m too tired to write properly *I have now revised the above entry.
This is going to be a lot of work but at the moment I don’t care. I intend to enjoy myself.
…and the opp shops on Chapel Street are mad!