Since this would be my last semester in Parsons
I often thought about my first year as a student here.
In Parsons, you have to take whats called 'foundation classes' for a year. These classes are meant to teach the basics of 3D and 2D Design. After that, you are able to choose what major you want to specifically go into.
I thought this was the perfect school for me, an indecisive person.
I couldn't afford to live in the city, so I had to commute everyday (click here to learn horror stories about commuting) I thought I could handle it.
yea.
I remember my first day in Parsons. I was just a disoriented Staten Island girl who went into the city only a few times in my life at the time. The city was this huge, loud unknown thing to me.
When I first entered 2 West 13th Street, or the Sheila Johnson Design Center, it was still in construction at the time. I remember that the ground floor was covered in these huge wooden panels.
I went to the fifth floor of the building, in a small room in the back of the wood shop. There I saw my Section. (Freshman are broken up into sections)
I remember being really shy around this time.
But I didn't realize that the people in this room would stay by me for the next few years to come.
The first person I talked to was Elena. I was pretty much forced to talk to her though, because we were doing some sort of 'orientation' game and we were supposed to learn about eachother. I learned that she was from Taiwan.
Later on when we finally got our class schedules and room numbers, I thought I wouldn't see Elena again. When a girl came up to me and said hello, I was surprised, I don't think we had ever met..
But it was Elena, I just didn't recognize her.
(way to fail Moon...)
We had most of our classes together. 2D, 3D, Drawing and Lab.
Later on, I met Lawrence. Lawrence was in my mind at the time, a very flamboyant individual.
(The first time I met him, he was wearing white pants, a white shirt with a rainbow zebra, and carried a white purse
For about a month, Elena and I thought he was either metro or gay.
then one fateful day...
We then met Megan, a shy girl from California..
at least..we thought she was shy...
Priscilla sort of forced herself into our group (just kidding <3) We were going out to eat and she had asked to join us. I was just teasing her and said in what I thought was a sarcastic tone "No you can't join us!"
but she did anyway.
(it wasn't until many years later that I learned that she really thought I meant it and just went along with us just to spite me...nice)
The four of us were a group in 3D and 2D classes.
in our lab and drawing class, we met a guy named Bill. I thought he wouldn't want to hang out with people like us because he looked like a metal rocker.
I don't remember how it started, but I remember talking about this group of Korean guys I knew that called themselves "The Kimchi Krew" and for some reason thats what we called ourselves.
I'm so happy that I got a chance to meet them. They made life at Parsons so much fun. In an art/design school, there are a lot of people who seem rather stuck up and don't try to get to know people who aren't within their social sphere or don't have the latest in everything.
I'm so relieved that I met a group of such wonderful, down to earth, people.
So in a sense, Foundation year didn't just mean learning the basics of the design field to me.
The people that I met, became a strong foundation for me to grow as a person.
I often thought about my first year as a student here.
In Parsons, you have to take whats called 'foundation classes' for a year. These classes are meant to teach the basics of 3D and 2D Design. After that, you are able to choose what major you want to specifically go into.
I thought this was the perfect school for me, an indecisive person.
I couldn't afford to live in the city, so I had to commute everyday (click here to learn horror stories about commuting) I thought I could handle it.
yea.
I remember my first day in Parsons. I was just a disoriented Staten Island girl who went into the city only a few times in my life at the time. The city was this huge, loud unknown thing to me.
When I first entered 2 West 13th Street, or the Sheila Johnson Design Center, it was still in construction at the time. I remember that the ground floor was covered in these huge wooden panels.
I went to the fifth floor of the building, in a small room in the back of the wood shop. There I saw my Section. (Freshman are broken up into sections)
I remember being really shy around this time.
But I didn't realize that the people in this room would stay by me for the next few years to come.
The first person I talked to was Elena. I was pretty much forced to talk to her though, because we were doing some sort of 'orientation' game and we were supposed to learn about eachother. I learned that she was from Taiwan.
Later on when we finally got our class schedules and room numbers, I thought I wouldn't see Elena again. When a girl came up to me and said hello, I was surprised, I don't think we had ever met..
But it was Elena, I just didn't recognize her.
(way to fail Moon...)
We had most of our classes together. 2D, 3D, Drawing and Lab.
Later on, I met Lawrence. Lawrence was in my mind at the time, a very flamboyant individual.
(The first time I met him, he was wearing white pants, a white shirt with a rainbow zebra, and carried a white purse
For about a month, Elena and I thought he was either metro or gay.
then one fateful day...
We then met Megan, a shy girl from California..
at least..we thought she was shy...
Priscilla sort of forced herself into our group (just kidding <3) We were going out to eat and she had asked to join us. I was just teasing her and said in what I thought was a sarcastic tone "No you can't join us!"
but she did anyway.
(it wasn't until many years later that I learned that she really thought I meant it and just went along with us just to spite me...nice)
The four of us were a group in 3D and 2D classes.
in our lab and drawing class, we met a guy named Bill. I thought he wouldn't want to hang out with people like us because he looked like a metal rocker.
I don't remember how it started, but I remember talking about this group of Korean guys I knew that called themselves "The Kimchi Krew" and for some reason thats what we called ourselves.
I'm so happy that I got a chance to meet them. They made life at Parsons so much fun. In an art/design school, there are a lot of people who seem rather stuck up and don't try to get to know people who aren't within their social sphere or don't have the latest in everything.
I'm so relieved that I met a group of such wonderful, down to earth, people.
So in a sense, Foundation year didn't just mean learning the basics of the design field to me.
The people that I met, became a strong foundation for me to grow as a person.
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