Today is the day I decided I should probably start a blog to
document my time at uni.
A bit of background about me:
I have always wanted to do something
within the arts. I turned around to my mum aged just two and said I wanted to
be an artist when I grew up.
I discovered graphic design at high school
in year 9. We used to do a different type of design technology every term and
in year 9 it was my turn to try graphic deign. I loved it! I remember we did
this project where we had to follow a brief to make an alien themed memory stick
out of the smart material polymorph. I think I got the highest grade in the
class for that. Just to put it in to context I did well at school but I was
never top. I was so happy and my work was put on the classroom wall.
I carried on to take graphic design for my
GCSE's and then product design for my A-levels. I had the same teacher through
out and he was so passionate about his job. You know you get some teachers who
just go through the motions one day after the next. It's just an income to
them? Well my graphics teacher was nothing like that! He would come in early
and stay in late to help us get our course work done in time. If we ever wanted
to try something out he would always give it a go no matter if it caused him
extra work. I truly believe that without having Bugdale as my teacher I would
not be doing graphic design now.
I really didn't enjoy my A-levels in general
though. I didn't get on with my art teacher. Art is one of those subjects where
in my mind there is no right or wrong. Obviously if you cant draw you cant draw
but as long as you experiment then it shouldn't be ‘wrong’.
My style was very
big and bold, I liked to use pallet knives and thick acrylic paint. My teacher
was the total opposite; art to her was small delicate drawings in pencil. We
had stupid rules like we had to take all our own photos. Can you imagine how
limiting that is! You can take photos of trees full of leaves in winter! We weren’t
allowed to use black paint, we had to mix our own. We weren’t allowed to smudge
or blend anything with our fingers, it all had to be done with the pencil or pastel.
It was stupid! I never known so many rules in art. I lost my way with that course and had a terrible time but that’s
for another post...
The only reason I stuck at sixth from was because I knew I wanted to go to university and do Graphics. Graphic design was my passion!
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