i am unable to get myself fully into lab.Ā
not right now.Ā
itās nothing to do with it itself, itās because of a personal issue.Ā
iām going to poland on friday.Ā
and i will see him.Ā
iām looking forward to it, and iām also quite afraid.Ā
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i am unable to get myself fully into lab.Ā
not right now.Ā
itās nothing to do with it itself, itās because of a personal issue.Ā
iām going to poland on friday.Ā
and i will see him.Ā
iām looking forward to it, and iām also quite afraid.Ā
Main points Let go Laugh Follow your gut Run
How to lose control? Fully lose control? Can you? To create an experience, do you need to control everything? Do you even need to set the rules? A framework? Pieces of something? Do you need something? Anything? Or could you let it be, give it to the people so to say?
Starting to write again was very important to me this trimester. I'm happy I did even though at first it was not something I should be doing in LAB. Writing is freedom. It's being open. It's allowing yourself to pour yourself out. Even the simplest or silliest idea. There is no stupid in writing apparently, because it momentary. In that moment it makes all the sense. Becoming more open and accepting this trimester would not have happened (I believe) without writing. Either because of the act itself. Or simply because I followed my intuition and did what I wanted. Oh, I set a vodka too btw. Another one of the no-go's from the first class. Would you like to try? :)
Inspiracion!āā¼ MĆ”s
kiss.
keep it simple stupid
Made some candles today.
Enjoy reading [alt + ;]
My desire for LAB was to use it as a way to open up. To do things I normally would not do for various reasons; fear, lack of time, thinking its not important⦠Basically a lot of reasons. It was (still is) my playground. I started out thinking too much about all the people that will read my tumblr. I cared a lot to make it look nice, put something interesting in it. Thought more about the person/people who would read it and how would they react to it, then myself.
Then there was a shift. I changed. I started posting anything and everything that came to my mind. I started calling it my dump. Or a place where I almost vomit out thoughts, ideas, anything. There was little coherence in it. A visceral language came up. I guess, everything was just really intuitive⦠I liked that I let go of many things. I posted whatever I thought about. Played around with language. With drawing. With automatic writing. With ceramics, plastics, even went to metal. Worked with bugs and did edible stuff Iāve never done before. Also a few other things outside of LAB happened. I cook more, and without any recipes, I just see what I have and I mix it to make something. I started doing things I stopped, like making cosmetics and reading + writing.
I think, in one phrase - LAB has opened me up. I also see it in my department work, I did what I wanted. I listen to others, but then really try to do something that I want to do, or that works with me, otherwise it really doesnāt work.
In terms of LAB, I think I tried to get out of my comfort zone, the biggest difference I see is that I went to the workshops, it was difficult with the allergies, I cannot deny that, but it was also fun, and reminded me of why I love it. Why I chose this path, why I chose this school. Playing around in LAB also made me play around more with other things. Also with allowing them to flow more.
I think I tried, and I think to a large extent I did succeed to develop a lot this trimester. However, there is still a long way to go. I want to continue with this spirit of LAB, whatever it is. Iām hoping, that what I can improve on is the honesty. The honesty that comes from being straight to the point. I am like that often, but somehow not in writing for example. Perhaps its because I enjoy it so much?
I like that LAB makes me feel like I can just write as if it was a record of something. A thought process. A freedom. I think thatās amazing.
In terms of the collaboration. The same thing can be said - freedom. Manuel and I, we worked on quite similar things this past trimester. And I like that we both have similar ideas about various subjects, being a designer, walking, passing time, movement, intuitiveness. Hmm⦠I do enjoy working with him. I like that there is not much pressure placed on doing the best project ever (impossible), but more on the process, getting to know one another, and just having fun with what we will do. I think we both learned how to follow our gut :) more this trimester and to be more free. The confines within which we often keep ourselves, because of being quite analytical in our desire to already know what to do, are weakening.
Iām actually stunned with what Manuel wrote about me. His first points were that I am decisive and active. āYou do a lot, seem to know what you want and you go after it, which I completely admire. Itās nice to see that you are on your way of achieving what you want. Not many people are able to do that. Your focus is set and you're open to new ideas. You are not afraid to say what you think and by that have a strong character. What I also admire is your ambition outside of school, how you create connections and are or seem at least to be self assured in your way of moving and talking.ā I agree with him saying that I do a lot, that I am open to new ideas, that I am not afraid and have a strong character. I agree with all of that just⦠not at the DAE⦠Here, I often feel far more as someone who is weak, easily influenced, doesnāt have a strong voice or presence, not very interesting, fearful. Perhaps, something has changed, I do feel as if the me outside of school, where I do so much, am so open and strong in getting to know new people, opening up, doing things, trying things out, maybe FINALLY, this me is getting into the DAE as well. Perhaps, itās due to two biggest factors - time and well, LAB. Deciding what I do and what I work on gave me a lot this trimester.
As for my weakness, I cannot argue with anything - āyou have some difficulties in loosening up, being very silly and not do something with an outcome or a goal.ā I definitely agree that I keep myself in a frame. A very strict guidebook of what I can do or should not do. I find reasons (sometimes absurd ones) for why I cannot do something, even if others can and I admire them for it. I realised, and still keep on realising, that a lot of the things that I think I should or cannot do is from Poland. Itās a place that is connected in my mind to so many rules and so many restrictions. About different subjects. People look at you and judge you all the bloody time. If you are looking too good, they donāt like you, if you are not looking ānormalā enough (whatever that is) that is also not good. Really, barely anything is truly good. My time in Holland and at the DAE has opened me up in so many ways. SO many experiences, things I learned, did, suffered and enjoyed. I donāt feel like writing it out to be honest. It makes my heart hurt a bit, after all, it is the country I grew up in. But there are so many problems in it. So many limitations. So many restrictions. Now, every time I come back, be it a month, a few weeks, a year, I am different, I am more open. I am also more myself. I disagree, I speak my mind, Iām not afraid to be different. But I also understand where they are coming from. As long as they donāt force me to be like them, Iām okay. If not, all hell breaks loose. I shouldnāt drift off into this - it reminds me of the fact Iām not really looking forward to going home. I donāt feel as free as I do here. And I donāt mean - letās party - I mean free in terms of freedom of choice, speech, representation of self. The things that should be our basic rights.
I want to finish this. What am I most proud of this trimester? Why? Anything youāre not proud of? Hmm. Proud? Iām proud of pushing myself to do stuff and trying new things. Iām hella proud of somehow becoming more together with my DAE self and non-DAE self. Of accepting more things about myself. Of being able to be myself. Of being able to be ok and not okay. Of just being without judging. Itās really simply f*****g liberating. In terms of LABblablab? Opening up. Trying new stuff. Definitely. What am I not proud of? Perhaps Iād like to have a 3D object in the end of the trimester, that emerged from my findings this trimester or rather my doings ;) However, it is far more likely dear A and P, that you will get a book. Because what I missed and wanted to do so much all along was that. SO perhaps, like my intuition, desire and everything else says, thatās what I will have? But hey, Iāve still got some time. Perhaps, Iāll surprise you and (perhaps most importantly) myself.
What needs to change in LAB? Schedule group meetings from the start, so we know how to plan. When we need to try and collaborate with someone, perhaps it would be nice if everyone knows they need to pick one word from what theyāve been doing and then say it to everyone. Based on this, we know what everyone is kind of doing and āaim betterā for who to collaborate with? Like the freedom, donāt change that. Ever. Let them drown, sink and then float up. Maybe more little, two week collabs? They are fun and cute, when they work.
7. What are you missing in the academy in general? A red carpet.
More open attitude towards problems within the academy.
Hmm, I thought I wrote moreā¦
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iām trying to organise myself but there is something that is simply making me not be able to do that
i think itās the first day in a very long time, when i can actually do something just because i want to do it
so i went to find some gifts for my family
honestly, did not expect that to be the first thing i do in my first (almost) free day
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passed my department by the way. couldnāt be happier.
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oh, and donāt know if i should post it here or not - but i finally see a shift in my attitude towards, and my work itself - iām starting to listen to myself more, to do what i want, i guess iām starting to ⦠work intuitivelyĀ
and guess what - itās working
perhaps iām starting to own myself a bit more. happy thoughts
just saw it, thought it fits
End terms. Stress. I hope it went well. My mind is more free. But thereās still the question - did I f*****g pass?
I feel like a wicked god Designing babies Designing the future Self direction of human evolution We do love fashion Wear it Own it Be it Eugenics
Stress stress stress End term when the count down ends Tick tock tick tock No time left Hello Wednesday Thursday Friday Saturday and Sunday. I'm Monday
From a to b
In-between home for the newcomer. Waiting for the 144
Hi I'm a pigeon. I was attacked by a black cat, fell into a garden. There was a human there shouting. I played dead for a while. Didn't work. So I tried to fly away. I bumped into something invisible. Flew inside. It was a dead end. I think I strained my wing.
no one can be a prophet. or at least shouldnāt be in our times. unless he stands his ground.
there are too many things going on in our lives. we tend to be uncertain, to think that there is only one future. the longer i live, the more i am sure that, anything can happen, and there are many futures. each as likely as the other.Ā
i know that when a future written down by a writer becomes to come true, some may think that authors of fiction have prophetic abilities. nothing of this sort. writers are often quite well educated, they read constantly, they can find conclusions. thats it.
margaret atwood
New Collab --> IntuitionĀ
Why talk and sit when you can walk
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Amazing Oriental,Ā
Goats and Chickens,Ā
End Of The Road
Monument Church-Craft Space-Abandonded House Place & aĀ Woman With A Story,Ā
Basic-Fit Gym,
DAE.
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Coconut Water
Sichuan Pepper
Design is giving or showing a part of yourself away. For people. To people. To share. To enjoy.Ā
Manuel is trying to speak goat. Made a friend. Very social.
Almost got there, interrupted stop.
Might join a gym in the future.
Food is good. Cooking is fun.
Lifestyles.
Ā How to join two roads? Find the common and the desired.Ā
Ā Imagine
Ā Create
An exploration of movement, of breaking out of your comfort zone, of sharing, of food.
Where does your comfort lie?