an elegy of sorts to studio
studio, who are you?
traditionally, you are supposed to be one large room for the sole purpose of being an artist’s workspace…a beautiful breeding ground of creativity, visioning, and inspiration. but you can also be a bleeding mound of frustration. you swallow architecture students for eons at a time, enslaving them to that spiraling, nonlinear tornado we like to chuckle and call ‘the design process.’
you are also storage.
and much-sought-after sleeping space.
you were the place where archfamily could engage in midnight duels with naked plotter paper rolls and empty egg cartons as swords and shields; a resting base for us after an exhaustingly inspiring site visit; a home to many a birthday cake celebration, mika dance party, Titanic tears, 6am ken nordine ‘colors’ jam, stacy’s pita chip veg session, a memorable secret santa soiree, and disney singalongs.
i guess you were a way of life?
all in all, dear studio on the fourth floor of building 7, it was a life-changing experience to be with you for the past four semesters of my college career. you’ve been like a hearth and made our whole class more tight-knit and caring than i could have ever imagined. i’ve appreciated your constancy through my undulations of love and hatred, when i didn’t come to visit for entire weekends, and even during times of intense flirtations with other subjects. during the semester, you were the one i always went to when i knew i had to get something done, but didn’t really know what. you’ve made me upset, yes, but sometimes i take for granted the times you’ve made me really happy.
however, now that i have switched to course 4B and will be studying abroad in copenhagen, i think the time has come when i really need to step back a little bit and discover whether or not your path is the one for me. i’m so lucky to have learned so much about myself from you — about work ethic, collaboration, motivation, encouragement, and how close people can become when overcoming challenges together.
it’s been great, and i thank you. who knows when our paths shall cross again.
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