Make It Work

drowning in my workload

"Art school is difficult" is a little more than an understatement. From last Sunday to last Monday I spent well over 24 hours in the studio alone. Pratt students often find themselves wearing their "_ hours spent doing work" as a badge. We like to out-do each other with the proportion of time spent on each project. I find myself, too, trying to upstage others by complaining about "how hard I have it".

In the end, however, those 24 hours would be a waste if I didn't enjoy them. Freshmen year was very cut and dry-very little creativity went into constructing such basic garments. This year has finally gotten to the "meat" of my major. I can no longer roboticaly sweat-shop away, I have to spend time working and reworking concepts. As grueling as it is, I don't think I've ever felt more fulfilled in my life. Every loving hour spent on my work means one step closer to completing my studio methods final "capsule collection."

Three weeks til the sophomore year finish line!