That's a Wrap

There's something immensely satisfying about holding a book in your hands.  It's even more satisfying when you've made it, printed it, cut it, bound it, and designed it.  My Design Log is a crystallized version of my Summer Design Institute, and flipping through the book it's really amazing to see everything that happened in four weeks.  

Today I finished everything.  My book, my plots, my diagrams, my sketches.  Everything, really.  What may be the most expensive fraternity I've seen, UVa Architecture has forced me to drag around a model across states and spend countless hours in studio.  My friend aptly describes it as "architorture"  and SDI as "Sleep Deprived Individuals."  But what I've learned is incredible.  The amount of information and skills they've crammed into me in a mere four weeks is amazing.  Hopefully this will provided a good foundation for my studio this fall.  Coincidently, my spring semester studio professor saw me and asked if I was Eric, saying he's been looking over his students and asked if I was ready for what's to come.  I wasn't, but I said I was.

This poster greets people upon arriving into studio: a panel of the entire M. Arch program.  Should be a fun time.

The exhibition is mostly set up.  The 72 foot long table of models is incredible, and I hope that the table stays as a permanent installation.

Our plots cover the entirety of many walls, as well as our diagrams which wrap around another wall.  Our models take up a hallway.  It's nerve-wracking knowing my peers will come later this month and scrutinize my projects, but I hope I've had a good start.

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Tomorrow we have our last meeting, which hopefully won't be too bad.  I've got to pin up all my drawings and diagrams tomorrow morning, but that shouldn't be bad either.  It's time to enjoy some free time while I still can.  Thanks for reading and thanks for joining me in my journey this past month. It's been fun.  The 650 pageviews I've amassed means that people are reading this consistently, and I thank you from the bottom of my heart.  It makes it all worthwhile.