I’m going to write this now because I was asked to finish my full cup of coffee before entering a library room where I had a fairly important lecture on artist books, layout and format, and now I’m on a worryingly strong caffeine high, and feeling motivated to get everything done, and a little bit shaky.
Firstly, I don’t know if it’s the caffeine buzz or the general positivity I am feeling this week, but just being in uni is working out really well for me. It’s really easy to just stay at home and watch the hours roll by, watching TV and eating too much out of boredom. So being here, using the studio space, going to all these lectures and workshops, is really useful. There are so many hours in the day when you are using them well.
My last hour was spent in the artist book/journal archive room in the library flicking through books in all shapes and forms, and after leaving and reading a couple of books on book-binding as well, I’ve remembered all the work I put into my book for the exhibition in first year and my interest in this subject has been reignited.
It’s not that I want to be a book maker, I’d just like to learn more about the skill. I think it’s really easy to get limited to one skill in graphic design (as well as other professions I’m sure), by yourself or your peers and employees. While I think it is important to specialise in one area of the subject and refine that skill, I do not want to be held back from projects or jobs because it looks like I am only capable of one single thing.
In conclusion, as a result of this workshop, I think I am going to look more into the skill of book-binding and potentially adopt the process for my portfolio, as a way of communicating the extent of my skills to potential employers without directly stating that it was part of a project. I think this would be a much more appropriate/relevant way of expressing myself and my work than my initial idea of a children’s book format.
Today and yesterday have been the most productive days in a long long longlonglong time. And I have been instructed to post on this blog three times a week by my Field lecturers, we’ll just skim over the fact that that sounds like a highly impossible task, and here we go.
Yesterday I had my first Field lecture with Wendy and Anna. The subject I have begged to get into, and finally got a place in, is Tipping point; a topic where I will get to work with a real client and hopefully end up with some new knowledge cubes and a pretty little addition to my portfolio. Yay!
…Fingers crossed anyway.
I also finally managed to email my Dad about being a guarantor for my new house and tried and failed to get my printer working and fix my pile of scrap metal pathetic excuse for a bike. I’ll just imagine the brakes work…that’s the same right?
Today I have been to work, had a rare okay morning, cycled to uni without breaking much of a sweat (thank you floundering but still present motivation, the gym was a good idea after all), learnt how to paint pretty pictures on silk, and not so pretty pictures, and spent the afternoon frantically flitting from shop to shop trying to find some shoes, a jacket and a bag for the impossible mission of showing the more glamorous side of the family that I can play dress up too (It is my step sister’s wedding soon and I am determined to not be the ‘grubby tom-boy little sister’ this time).
For now, it is time for a coffee in a very busy but warm Coffee #1, a place where they know my name and my ever increasing frustration with my job.
I think I’m allowed to treat myself… ignoring the fact that I just treated myself to a McDonalds too.
I had a letterpress workshop this morning; the second workshop I’ve been to and I was not disappointed. Some of the equipment, including the printing press I used, was built around the 1950s (which makes it 40 years older than me!) and if nothing else, it is rather beautiful to look at. Once I was done gazing lovingly into the metaphorical eyes of the machinery, completely in awe from the moment I stepped in the room, I was dragged away to a small room to the side of the workshop space and given a short talk and demonstration about the history of letter pressing and how all the machinery works. I also got to have a go at making my own design and printing it onto the paper myself. Overall I think it went pretty well; I didn’t trap anything in the machine or make too much of a fool out of myself which is an achievement in itself. And I got a little bit of work done: a morning well spent and thoroughly enjoyed.
Tim Marrs and Paul Wearing inspired work.