the end
One down, still one to go, but you can call me Master.
Final review went well–a discussion of architectural relevance followed by a heated debate between reviewers, at which point I stopped talking altogether as things escalated towards a fist fight. What more could I have asked for?
Only moments later, as euphoria set in and my worldview began to zoom out and regain a focus that included the broader context of my life, I could see my project from an entirely different perspective, as somebody else’s project, to be evaluated and reviewed and perhaps revisited at a later date.
I regret that in the end, I did not end up fully fleshing out a design as I had hoped to do in the beginning of the project. But given my pragmatic, engineering and performance-heavy trajectory of the last couple of years, it would have been a big switch to suddenly do a completely artistic project.
Anyway, that is the barrier that remains between me and calling myself an architect. For now, it’s enough to feel human again after the intense, ridiculous self doubt and gnawing stress of the past three years.
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