My brain poster in action.
When I began staying at school more often and for longer hours, I noticed things that I'd missed before. I wonder if the person who lined those bottles up there knew the effect it made during sunsets?
I also found one of the best studio work spaces on the sixth floor of OCAD. That blue building is the back of the AGO in the background. jeeealous? Don't be. I didn't entirely understand its magnificence until I was walking towards it from the SKYDOME one afternoon. I guess sometimes, we have to step back and see things in context with its surrounding before judging.
Aside from being a full-time student, I'm a part time inconvenience. Actually, it's probably the other way around. I have been tirelessly posting these speech bubbles all over the sixth floor, and somebody else is tirelessly taking them down. They read "Are graphic designers doing enough to inform?"
Wish I had something to say about this. But I don't have much. Except that this was the essence of the first summery-day in Toronto.
I took out my extensions one night with nail polish remover, a comb and with great trepidation. The pain was unbearable. Note to self: comb your hair, girl.
Now that I've finished my classes, all I have left to do is my thesis process book and preparation for the OCAD grad show. By the way, there's an OCAD grad show on the seventh of May. You will go, and you will like it.
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Love it for Lykke Li. But it still stinks of that typical mainstream-esque tune. I know! - It's a typical Kanye club song dressed up in inventiveness because Santigold and Lykke Li are a part of it. Thanks Kanye for stinking up the joint.
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