Summation of the three weeks before the second coming of COVID-19. Weeks 1-3
This is just everything that I remember doing within those few weeks of freedom within BCT.
Coming in the new semester fresh from a horrible experience with online learning as well as the struggles of finding motivation to work by myself, I was really adamant on creating something physical as well as trying to find new people to work with.
I vaguely remember there being a lump some of exercises to help groups be formed through similar interests. Quite a lot of them were entirely digitally based which was something that I wasn’t too keen on, since I sought out people that I was friendly with and had a sense as to what they were doing this semester. Most if not all of them said that they wanted to further improve their projects from last semester, which I thought was pretty admirable, because I for one was very glad that I was no longer working on it.
I then got talking to Tre, who I previously worked with the year before on a projection based installation. He was chatting with another guy Marc who lived within the same area that he had grown up in, and they were just chatting about similar people within each others friend groups. At the end of that day neither of us had no projects which really peaked our interests so we decided to sit down as a group and figure out similarities as well as things that we were fairly passionate about.
This week for me was more to concrete myself within my group. Within week 1 we agreed that if it came down to it and we had nothing, then we would go our separate ways and join different groups but remain buds. At the start of this we had to find our own spot within the year 2 area, and that took a while since a majority of the tables had already been taken, and since we were a three man group we didn’t have priority. blah blah blah.
Feeling uncertain about the group I went around the room to talk to people about their project. Kavi was someone that I was initially in a group last semester but since covid came we were unable to. Anyways, she knew that I wanted to work with something in fashion and this semester that was what she was working on, and asked me if I didn’t have a group then I could join her. Not gonna lie I WAS SO TEMPTED TO WORK WITH THEM, and in hindsight I probably should’ve joined them, but I felt really bad for wanting to join another group when we already became close. Ultimately I decided to stick with Tre and Marc.
Week 3 came around, and we got to idea crafting. We got nowhere. We went around in circles and even tried out a multitude of exercises to help us flesh out literally anything. We did manage to find the strengths of the group tho. We found out that Marc had a pretty good background regarding coding and programming, with Tre and I, with backgrounds and experience on the creative side of things. It wasn’t until Claudine came around and told us about her interactive tree project. It was huge. Absolutely amazing and you could tell it was one of those projects that just attracted large amounts of people on open days, but what made it amazing was the concept and meaning behind it. I can’t quite remember the exact thing at this moment but it was something along the lines of unnoticed actions, I think.
This got me thinking about something that I was pretty passionate about; Male expectations. As a society it’s still well expected for a male to act, think, speak, and just in general be a specific type of person, and if they were to stray from that then they would get backlash from society. For me personally I’ve recently come out to close friends as gay, and have been met with love and positivity from them and I’ll be eternally grateful for having such a supportive group of people behind me. However that grey area of “what if” and the societal expectations that men are met with, and failing to meet such expectations has caused me to live in constant anguish for a large portion of my life, and it and still does suck.
Anyways back to idea... ahaha
The idea was to create some sort of creative installation with the emphasis of a sweet spot, which represented the ideal male. Once the subject enters that said sweet spot, if they attempt to leave they would be bombarded with large sounds and flashing lights.