And so it begins...

At 9:40 this morning the south side of fourth floor Taylor Hall was jittery with well rested first year students. A tinge of nervousness settled itself onto each desk as seats were claimed and everyone waited excitedly for the profs to enter.

A little after ten o'clock Stauffer made his way over to the far corner where we all waited anxiously. He set out two stacks of paper, instructing us to take one of each. As expected one of the sheets vaguely laid out the first assignment for Friday. The syllabus was discussed briefly and the required books introduced. Everyone was quiet and contemplative; mulling over the assignment and decided the best plan of attack what with such little direction. That's how it goes in studio: the professors present the projects with as little explanation as possible. I guess it's a way of leaving the thinking and exploration up to us. In any case, we were all blatantly faced with an assignment having something to do with patterns and all we had to do to complete it was "just stuff".

We'll figure it out.

...carolyn