Blog 53: Patterns and Dull-ture

My second term at university introduced a new module called "Patterns and Culture". Bear in mind that this is a Graphic and Communication Design course when I tell you our first lecture was all about cave paintings.

I'm writing this whilst/instead of a journal I'm meant to be keeping on the lectures as they go. Each week I'm MEANT to write 450/500 words about how the material we studied in the lecture is significant, or relevant, to me. Each week I return home and furiously study the notes (for about 12 seconds) frantically searching for anything which is relevant to me.

Now it's hard enough seeing the relevance of a painting by Michelangelo to Graphic Design, but when someone tries to tell you how important cave paintings are on the world of art today, I'm sorry, but they're just wrong. I'm not denying that they're fascinating to look at, or that it's incredible how they have been preserved all this time and are still in amazing condition and can even tell us something about the culture of the cave dwellers, because they do all those things. HOWEVER, they are basically just some doodles by someone who didn't have some paper and a biro handy. Most of them are pictures of animals, and they're not particularly good ones either. There is basically nothing that a Graphic Designer could learn from them. If I wanted to draw on a wall, I'm pretty sure I could figure it out. If I wanted to draw an animal, I'd ask someone who is good at it rather than a caveman, who, by the way, is dead.

I reckon if a prehistoric neanderthal could figure out how to paint on walls, then give me enough time, I might just be able to do it on my own.

To top if off, in a crit session today, my course tutor decided it was completely ok to keep the session going for an HOUR longer than it's meant to, bringing the grand total to 4 hours, or one sixth of a day. FOUR WHOLE FREAKING HOURS.

Nice to see I'm back to my old grumpy self.

Blog 30: The End is the Beginning

As a new student, having been here coming up to 3 weeks, I've changed already.

My sleeping and eating habits are bizarre. My standard day lasts from 11am to 2am, but every now and then a 9am lectures thrown into the mixer and so I get ridiculously tired. I've begun eating breakfast at midday, lunch at 5pm and dinner at 10pm, which is just wierd. Today I woke up at 12:01 exactly, got up, ate some chocolate and sat on my computer for an hour. My curtains are still shut and I'm still in my boxers.

I've already stayed up til 5 twice; one of those times I just played God of War from start to finish until 5.30, the other, I'm not really sure how I spent that long setting up a deviant art account, but I did. (If you're interested, the link http://smash-rocket-to-mars.deviantart.com/ ... shameless plugging there..)

I have no idea what the weather is like outside.

Now some of the sharper ones among you will be thinking why did he choose that title for this blog? WELL! As you may have noticed, with this blog I celebrate (by having a pot noodle) my 30th BLOG POST! But because I've been neglecting you wonderful readers for some time now due to not enough rants, I've lined up a little something special for you whilst I store up some more rants.

The next blog I post will see the start of a diary I kept about a friend of mine for a while back this year. It documents things he did and I really feel it captures his true self in a penetrative and revealing manner which no amount of film or socialising could do. So the next time I post a blog it will be the first in the series of THE TREVOR DIARIES! I'm excited.