The monotony of repetition

I'm not quite sure if that is paradoxical or redundant, or one of those formerly fancy words that everybody and their sister seem to throw around these days, but I have something of a grudge against repetitive non-learning actions. Maybe its because I seem to miss one or two little details every time, so my drawing ends up on the bad list, or maybe I just have no idea what I'm doing, since I generally figure it out for myself once I get home. But I don't think thats necessarily a bad thing, I just have to learn more... I think.

Tomorrow is gearing up to be a culmination type event, with drawings and larger models due. I don't think I'm stressed about it, mostly because it doesn't do to get really stressed about the little things. I have to find the passion in this, because I don't know if I can survive the three years if I don't. I'm pretty sure the passion is in the creation process, and luckily Design Principles is all about the creation process, I just need to start translating that to everything else. Oh, and make that banner, Passion, Creativity, Persistence. I think I'll go do that now.

A couple weeks in, the life of an accreditator

Its not so bad. I can tell myself that right? So what if I don't have time to see my wife or even read a book. It really isn't so bad. Today we were assigned a project for Representation, I think it'll run into the double digits easily for the time it takes to get it done. But still that's doable. Its only when you start adding in all of the other classwork that it starts to wear my mind down a little. But honestly, its not too bad, just a lot of work.

I was assigned to a group preparing for the arrival of the national accreditation review board. I guess RISD is up next or something. So we get to create a gallery, do mockups and books, and apparently I'm on the hospitality side of it. I'm not sure what exactly that means, but maybe I'm supposed to be a personal servant for a week or so while they're here? That can't be too bad of a life, not the chia pet part, but the life of a reviewer. All you do is travel around the country, have a bunch of people cater to you for a few days (they probably put you up in the best hotel the department can afford) while you perform your little audit of their program. And then you move on to the next red carpet. Of course then again, maybe its like being part of the IRS, where everyone's smile is hidden behind a veneer of acrid sweat as they attempt to read you for exactly what you could possibly be thinking and wanting and needing.

I guess speculation be nothing but that, speculation, until I get my mind reading up and going and tad bit more refined. I tried predicting what color card would come next, and the damn thing told me it'd be "dog," well not even dog, but "Beagle." Not sure where it pulled that from