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Tuesday, March 16, 2010

the Critic Room was bloody....

Unexpected, was the word.
As soon as the interim starts, everyone was silent.
It was all serious business, as her feedbacks drowned everyone in the class.

"No proper layout, no specifications of materials, do you think you can pass with this kind of work in Year 3? You will fail just like that"


"Why did you choose to do such a big section when you can't even show your scheme in it? It is the quality of the space, not the scale"

 "If you can't even present your ideas well , how are we who don't know anything about you project is able to understand?"

 "You guys have been terribly slow, We have cut down the model making to half, and yet, you guys couldn't even finish it on time.In fact your models SUCKS!"


"We want something that can be realize , something which convince us that your design will work, you expect us to imagine your ideas by listening to you and looking at an empty board?"

Might be hard to swallow to those who got that right on the face, but i see truth in it. It's a word of motivation, the lecturer see's hope in us, and therefore she haven't give up criticizing our designs.  

"The day that people stops commenting would be the day no one gives a shit anymore."

So ill take the feedback that I've gathered today, and take every measure to improve what i already have now. It's just two more month, a chance for me to prove how far i can take myself to.

A self reminder: "To utilize my expressive element "barcode" to it's full potential. Incorporating it to the details and functions of the spaces. Put it to waste, and it will turn out decorative."


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