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Art
Skool Part 1 of 2
10 JAN 08
Before
I was exposed to working as a graphic designer in Design Hell, I
spent 3 long years in an Art Skool. I won’t say exactly which
one it is but since I do not have enough credits, I was banned from
Temasek Poly. This school I went to is totally privatized and for
along time I didn’t know what it means… until one day
I visit the school myself. Since
the private Art Skool at that time does not have any tax payers
piggy bank it can just grab monies at any time, the school facilities
was atrocious. Throughout my academic life, I was accustomed to
sitting on a chair, placing books on a table and studying with
a working ceiling fan above me.. facilities you would normally
expect. However, when I first step into this private art school,
it was like as if I went back in time to World War 2. Firstly,
all of the students are sitting on stools.. Yes, the ones that
you find at wet markets in Geylang. Secondly, there were no doors
to each classroom. Thirdly, roots from 100 year old trees which
surrounded the school have their roots sticking out all over the
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And
yes, the school toilet was still using the bucket system.
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Before
the school accepts you, everybody have to take this Aptitude test
to see if you are an aspiring student of the Arts or a student
who failed the O levels badly and got totally no where to go and
wanna dodge NS for a couple of years. So basically its an art
test, where the test paper requires you to draw. They wanna test
Evil Bunny on drawing? BRING IT ON! I took 2 tests which were
Interior and Graphic Design and I passed both! Actually I would
brag that fact for weeks on Happeepill but I realized that the
test was a farce. The guy beside me was drawing like a 5 year
old with his Pentel crayons and even he passed the so-called Aptitude
test.. I guess the financially bankrupt school accepts ANY students
they can find.
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Anywho,
I chose Graphic Design because I realized that Interior students
are required to have this unholy bond with their T squares. The
1st thing that I noticed about the school besides that fact that
it was falling apart is its students. Now growing accustomed to
uniforms with 1 base color since kindergarten, my brain have to
adjust to the fashion onslaught that was paraded in my face every
single day. From green hairdos, to surgically split tongues to
elbow piercings, I am some what entertained and amused at the
visual diarrhea. So much so, that I did try to imitate them and
perhaps be accepted in the "cool” crowd. I failed miserably…
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Basically
art skool is a constant barrage of never ending projects. Even
though they gave you around 7 weeks to complete a project..
5 of them weeks will be spent “brainstorming” with
your lecturer. You cannot start working on it unless your lecturer
gives you the green light. And when he finally does, you have
approximately 3 days to complete the work and mind you this
is no arts and crafts project you guys. There are no paper cranes
or glitter glue involve here. So what do you get if you are
juggling 8 projects simultaneous with datelines peppered everywhere?
You have a school full of non-sleeping, coffee drinking zombies.
Sometimes
I do believe that the school have this conspiracy of keeping
the students on their toes and be too exhausted to think ..
That way, come graduation time they will realize they have made
a bad career choice and it will be too late to ask for a refund.
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