Portable folio
Today the Professor went back to Pittsburgh and I went back to school. Blat phooey, on both counts. It was sad to come back after class to my apartment, all empty and quiet.
Tomorrow is the day for turning in portfolios of stuff in hopes of getting department scholarships, so I've been trying to assemble my favorite projects and write descriptive paragraphs about them. Lots of people at school have been putting together elaborate and impressive presentations, which is intimidating and makes me feel hopelessly inadequate. Even if my work itself is good, so is everybody else's, and so the packaging is probably important. And in some cases, there's the question of protecting the art itself from getting too beat up while a committee of teachers is looking at it. So last night and this evening, I've been making coverings for two of my books. I usually carry my books around in paper bags, since I always have lots of paper bags around. It keeps the corners from getting scraped, but it really doesn't look very good at all. If I had more time, and more spare museum board sitting around, I'd have made them nice boxes to go into, but instead I engineered the paper bags into some neatly-fitting envelope things.
They still look pretty seriously ghetto, but I think it's a slight improvement. In any case, now I'm less worried about them getting scuffed up in transit.
And speaking of wrongness in wrapping, here is an envelope with some, er, creative postage. I need to remember to go buy some stamps one of these days.
Tomorrow is the day for turning in portfolios of stuff in hopes of getting department scholarships, so I've been trying to assemble my favorite projects and write descriptive paragraphs about them. Lots of people at school have been putting together elaborate and impressive presentations, which is intimidating and makes me feel hopelessly inadequate. Even if my work itself is good, so is everybody else's, and so the packaging is probably important. And in some cases, there's the question of protecting the art itself from getting too beat up while a committee of teachers is looking at it. So last night and this evening, I've been making coverings for two of my books. I usually carry my books around in paper bags, since I always have lots of paper bags around. It keeps the corners from getting scraped, but it really doesn't look very good at all. If I had more time, and more spare museum board sitting around, I'd have made them nice boxes to go into, but instead I engineered the paper bags into some neatly-fitting envelope things.
They still look pretty seriously ghetto, but I think it's a slight improvement. In any case, now I'm less worried about them getting scuffed up in transit.
And speaking of wrongness in wrapping, here is an envelope with some, er, creative postage. I need to remember to go buy some stamps one of these days.