turns out i actually managed a 55points, hence a "PA/ Pass", for Sorry Seidler, I Fucked It Up So Bad. while it's not exactly anything to celebrate over, i am relatively glad to know that i hadn't fucked it up that badly. or maybe i did, but have been saved from failure because of my ravishing good looks.
i'm not sure, but it's really beside the point anyhow.
having spent a semester at RMIT, there're certain things about the scholarship of architecture that have become clearer to me. like for example, architecture is architecture is architecture, and no matter where you decide to run to--well, perhaps other than AA, but that remains to be seen--you can't fall outside of its definition. there're meagre differences in opportunities stemming from different institutional philosophies, and then there're greater differences in the cities' approach to life that invariably affect the way you lead yours. apart from it all, however, we inevitably return to the same drawing board and processes that encompass the way we do architecture.
to plagiarise Stephen McCauley in The Object of My Affection (1987), this fact remains as inescapable as death and stronger than love.
far stronger than what notional love i think i have for the subject, and comparable only to the dread i felt in going through the semester. there was a part of me, in the past, that believed in the cheese that is love and passion keeping people afloat. what better way to lose this illusion--and then grow disillusioned--than to arrive at a new point of low in the process of work.
so as some of you might know by now, i am seriously contemplating dropping out of architecture school completely: this means no applying to another school, and not fulfilling my dream of pursuing research in the field. my plans haven't firmed up as yet, but i'm looking at revisiting some options passed on a few years ago before i even ventured into this line. i'm wondering if i should retrace my steps and maybe begin afresh in reading law; it has always been my dream actually. although i must admit that my parents are not exactly happy with me toying with the idea, but that's probably because of lost opportunity cost.
so now what?
i don't know. i had initially set my decision-making deadline for the end of this month, but having spent two weeks inebriated the question still looms. hopefully, as the date draws closer, my mind will be nearer a conviction.
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can anyone tell me something about this RE:ACT thing?
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btw, this blog needs more input from people other than oahiz, occasionally sio, and i. plus no one has posted any images, as requested.
guys, if no one else is going to post something interesting to inspire me soon, i'm leaving...
Thursday, July 13, 2006
now what?
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some pple have more conviction in their beliefs than others. the path that is taken will require more skills, more experiences, more failures, because precisely u have taken the road less traveled. and in doing so while receiving the same education, u inevitably fail in the same framework.
its like giving a classroom of kids and jackson pollock a set of 5 color pencils for 2 hrs. he will stand out like a fool in front of them. the "tools" are the means to an prescribed end. it is a limiting factor. give the class 2 days. the genius in pollock will create a new piece of art that will transcend the boundaries of the kids'.
to convince a general audience of an alternative idea means ur basic presentation skills must by far outstrip others becoz the rest relies on a convention of presentation. u must draw in a way never seen before, u must speak in a way never heard before.
the wright brothers did not invent the plane by sticking on conventions. they held firm on their hypothesis and tried their darn hard best. but before a crit do they tremble and frown, or do they persevere through.
in another way, no one will dare say antonio ismail is not an architect becoz he does not have a skyscraper, nor santiago calatrava is merely an engineer. becoz they've seen the profession, and made it close to their heart. they refused to be judged by the rule.
and Seidler would not have tot that u fucked it up so bad. u tot of it urself.
love urself before u love ur craft. we are behind u.
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