Where will you be my darling? Where will you be when the dark is rising?
Friday, April 15, 2011
At last. Spire85, my graduation exhibition is over.
After three years of torture, and quite a grueling graduation campaign. All is said, and at long last, all is done.
The graduation exhibition was no easy job. We ended up raising almost RM60k. We went through hell raising money, doing fundraisers, and for me personally, the proposals for the marketing team, and sponsorships from corporations. Don't forget to add in all the committee meetings, which lasted like 4 hours each time. The discussions, arguments, brainstorming.
Then came the prelaunch events, to help gain awareness for Spire85. We went crazy on Facebook, by changing everyone's names and pictures to Spire. Then there was the stick 'n run on, where people would write what inspires them, and stick this sticker on somebody's back or what. As well as the Spire wave, a kind of "flash mob" where a line of the students would produce a wave motion of their hands when people walked by.
It finally all boiled down to this. The graduation exhibition finally launched on Tuesday. And it was epic. Brilliant and awesomely fun. I reached there half past 6pm, where I was to do duties as an usher, guiding in cars and helping them navigate a bit, since Solaris Dutamas, where MapKL is located, has some of the worst parking in existence. After 2 hours of ushering in cars, and chatting with Chee How (Jeff), all the ushers finally went up to attend the official opening.
There were the usual speeches of course, followed by a very awesome projection onto our Spire85 logo sculpture. I was honestly shocked at the amount of people there. White Box, the specific gallery we used from MapKL, isn't very big, but the crowd of people was INSANE. I seriously did not expect this amount of people. Not in my dreams. You could barely walk around, and during the opening speeches and presentations, everyone was just standing there listening, some from a far distance, because we just couldn't pack the place anymore. Apart from a slight technical error, everything went perfect.
The night just felt brilliant. I remember when I was doing my internship attachment at Pluto Tech, back in Dover ITE, I once had to attend a gallery exhibition, which was also a competition, except it was for digital media and all. It was called the Asian Interactive Awards. My job there was to promote Granado Espada, as it was new that time. However, I also got to watch the different entries and all. After the formalities were over, it was pure drinking, eating and socializing for the artists. At that time, I was only starting to be involved with the arts more, so what I saw were my impressions of the contemporary artists and designers. Dressed outlandishly, smoking, profanities, open-mindedness, and very great charisma and humour. I was seeing artists all around being congratulated, shaking hands, meeting new people, being flattered and the such. As an audience (sort of), I thought it was pretty cool.
As the recipient however, now I finally know how it feels: awesome. Like, totally. Graduating as a designer myself, I guess I'm also considered an artist as well, in a broad sense. After the formalities were over, I was being congratulated everywhere. People who had come to visit and support were shaking hands, congratulating me, catching up, asking questions on my future. All that attention that night felt great. Everyone's focus was on the graduates (naturally), and I was part of that. When I was congratulated, strangers around me would look at me and give a look that was like "Wow" or "He's one of them". Did it feel good? Very. The mood was just so uplifting, and I was just chatting away with tons of people I knew. Chat here, someone would bump into me, or tap me, and talk to me. It was a continuous cycle that just felt great. With a crowd like that, it just brought up the mood more. Plus, you would surely see someone you'd know with such a huge amount of people. The compliments kept coming and coming.
Of course, the purpose of this gallery exhibition was to promote and showcase our artwork. For potential employers, for friends and the public to see, as well as for ourselves. In TOA, the only sense of satisfaction you get from your art is when your classmates or lecturers are impressed. And granted, their attention and feedback is very important. However, it doesn't compare to a complete stranger looking impressed at your artwork. You get a thrill when someone innocently walks over, and stops at your particular area, and takes a look at your art. And for those with physical manifestations, such as books, brochures and stuff, there's a bonus when they pick it up and flip through it. Another rush when they look impressed. And the icing on the cake is when they take your namecard from the holder.
This was my set. Woots.
The row of artworks, on my lane.
The interior design section.
The other half of the AD tunnel. Tunnel. Lmao.
Walking in to the gallery. The immediate left section houses multimedia. The immediate right holds illustration.
View from the stage.
The digital animation section.
As a designer, artist, or anything related to the art industry, the point of what you do is to show something. To communicate something. How your art fares is very important, for your career as well as your ego. Having them all in a school setting is fine, but having them in the public brings things to a whole new level. And seeing them impress the public is also a rush of feelings to a whole new level. And it feels great. Simply awesome.
On a side note, I was told my namecard was well done, and that several people recognized it as mine before even seeing my name. Lmao. Also, due to my logo, a lot of people also recognized it easily once they knew it was mine. My name card has done what its supposed to do, give information, give an impression, and have people remember it. The stocks also ran out pretty fast. And that's saying something because I went everyday to the gallery. There were quite a number of students who went around and took people's name cards, collecting them. Even then, the people with more noticeable name cards ended up having their cards taken more often than those who had a very generic or duller design. And considering how many times I had to refill, I'd take that as a bragging right (lol), and a compliment.
Without the name, does this obviously look like mine? Lol.
The exhibition lasted 3 full days. I went everyday, because well, its my graduation exhibition. I wanted to. Not to mention it would be the last few times I would see my classmates and batch regularly. It feels good, and very relaxing to just stand around, looking at your batch's artworks and read about their art, with nothing to worry about. Plus it was also nice to see the public check out your artwork, as I mentioned earlier. Also, its a great time to just chill with your friends, chatting on random or relevant things. It was also a good time to meet new people from the batch who I never knew before. Just chilling, just enjoying the view, the environment, the art, your friends, your batch, along with all the humour, jokes, and bonds. It was brilliance.
My class, AD085-2.
And it was fun. We dismantled (destroyed actually) the wooden frames used to hold our artwork. Three years worth of stress, released on the wood!