Stressing is depressing

It's the run up to Christmas and I am running on steam. Deadlines are piling up and my extracurricular activities are starting to take precedent. But after this week I will have half finished my Neo-realism essay and can focus on the Newspeak brief. It finding time to do everything that seems to be the issue currently, I will need to work on my time management especially for next year's studio practice 2 I can't be putting this much stress on my shoulders it's not healthy.

Facepaint

 

After considering all my potential options for the Newspeak brief (for a costume design aspect), I have decided to look into using face painting as a way of communicating my emojis. The idea that I was thinking of was sticking with my poetry, and making up an emoji poem with my face and various props. I am quite familiar with face paints having done it every summer for the past four years at kids parties. The images below are what initially inspired me and I want to get to this level of accuracy for the final piece, none of this half-hearted pulled together nonsense. 

 

Branding

So this week we have to go and have a look at company ideas and essentially ways to sell our art to the outside world for commercial use. In all honesty I have been planning my ideas for a wee while, I want my brand to be a reflection of what I am like. I imagine my business cards being sharp clean and simple with just a touch of colour or gold. Just to add a bit of glamour. I got one of my friends to help in designing a logo that has my signature in it, but is for security purposes you can't see the full signature. I think once I get the card sorted the rest of my stationery designs will fall under the same or similar design.

When you get grades the hope fades.

The grades came back for Non-place and I passed but with a 3B which I was not too enthused about. It is incredibly frustrating because I know exactly where I went wrong - that final display was just abominable. All I can do is pick myself and keep going otherwise I think I'd just give up. But mumma didn't raise a quitter.

If I don't learn from my mistakes I won't ever make the grade, it's as simple as that. Yet I am going to allow myself about a week of wallowing in my own self-pity.

Good Grief

Remember how I said I'd stick to my guns and do what I know. That is not what happened.

Instead I am absolutely clueless as to what I might do, I have to do it from a costume design perspective but it doesn't really lend itself to the whole costume design medium. Everything I am thinking of is either installation or digital which I know nothing about.

I do however think that I have found the main subject for the brief as I'm going to look at emojis as a form of language. For the record I do not like emojis at all I find them to be the most irritating little pictures in modern life. They eliminate the craft of writing. Words = good. : D = BAD

New Briefs

Got our new briefs this week. There was me thinking that Non-place was conceptual. I feel like I need to take a course to understand these briefs. I have however taken comfort in one of them which is based around Newspeak from George Orwell's novel 1984. A book which I have read three times. So I think I'm going to stick to my guns and do what I know.

Disappointed

Well my hand-in was an absolute shambles. First of all I'm not an electrician, so my LED lights wouldn't work, I spent all my time trying to make them even flicker. That then meant I had no time to draw detailed final designs or finish my sketchbook properly. Needless to say I was rather stressed out at this point. But, fate dealt it's next hand.

You know the moment when you just feel like hi-fiving someone...in the face...with a chair - I reached that moment. When I was told my exhibition space was in a spot that I couldn't put my model box as there was limited access for wheelchairs (which I totally understand but it was not the thing you want to hear under that pressure). But, what I feel I should also explain was that I had originally had another spot that I had booked out for about four weeks prior to the hand in as it had access to sockets - which had been moved for another display and couldn't fit my work on the same wall. I was at this point left with no spot and very little time to finish my work or even make a half decent display. If it wasn't for the help of my class and friends in the college I don't think I would have gotten through it.

In the end I managed to present something with the help of an extension cable and designs that were speedily drawn/coloured with pastel. It in many ways is only fit for the fire. I am so disappointed.