My progress review is on tomorrow morning and I am officially freaked out. I've gone through assessments before in my PLC course last year but somehow these ones seem a hell of a lot more scary! I worked my butt off all this week to try and get my work up to scratch..but alas I still feel as though my work isn't entirely that exciting or great.
I spent last week creeping on the poor misfortunes of Limerick city as planned. So on Wednesday, I headed to a cafe in the city, planked myself in the outdoor seating area, and with camera in one hand and my sketchbook in the other, I documented the movements of unsuspecting passer-bys. I felt like a major creep and it really did take me an awful long time to get into it. The situation wasn't helped by the fact that I was being watched by the other customers in the cafe, as they tried to figure out what this slightly blue (it was really cold!) looking girl, with half a shaven head could possibly be doing taking photos of people who walked by.
None the less, I suffered on (and treated myself to Hot Coco!) and started to really get into the whole taking pictures. By the end of it I knew exactly what I was looking for, who were the kind of people I needed to watch out for, which direction I wanted them to be walking in etc. People spotting has now become one of my favourite hobbies! I loved watching the world go by and drawing outdoors. I spent over 2 hours there before I was happy with what I had got...actually no, that's a lie...I actually left because I lost the feeling in my body on account of the cold.
I felt so wrong taking this one :( |
After doing that successfully, I then started to think about the actual transitions between age, how a person grows etc. Which is how I came to think about footsteps and walking into old age basically.
So I decided to enlist the help of my 4 year old niece and my 18 year old brother in getting my idea on to paper.
For me to do a project on feet was a big thing as I have an incredibly weird and irrational fear of feet....dont ask. But I struggled on with it as I wanted to see if it would work.
With my niece, it was simple to get her to help me. The idea of putting her feet into paint and running around with it seemed like great craic to her...in her own words "this is coooooooool!". So a Saturday morning of mess took place that resulted in paint getting onto the front door, the walls, the floor...
So I decided to enlist the help of my 4 year old niece and my 18 year old brother in getting my idea on to paper.
For me to do a project on feet was a big thing as I have an incredibly weird and irrational fear of feet....dont ask. But I struggled on with it as I wanted to see if it would work.
With my niece, it was simple to get her to help me. The idea of putting her feet into paint and running around with it seemed like great craic to her...in her own words "this is coooooooool!". So a Saturday morning of mess took place that resulted in paint getting onto the front door, the walls, the floor...
With my brother it took a little bit more persuasion then the promise of having fun in paint followed by a supply of Smarties...but after much begging, he eventually agreed to help. I really needed him as he has a size 10 foot which completely swamps the print of my size 5 foot and Ria's little footprint.
I'm not sure where the project is going to go from here but hopefully I'll get a moment of divine inspiration at some point....
For now, I am off to bed to prepare for the morning's assessments...fingers crossed.
I'm not sure where the project is going to go from here but hopefully I'll get a moment of divine inspiration at some point....
For now, I am off to bed to prepare for the morning's assessments...fingers crossed.