Hello all! I have been working full time over the summer, so my drawing time was a bit more limited, but I kept on schedule to get this yearly comic out to you all before the new school year starts.
It’s optional, but if you are so interested, you can catch up with my past years here: 2019 (first year), 2020 (second year), and 2021 (third year).
…. And now I’m sitting in my new dorm room, less than a day away from starting my fifth and final year of architecture school, ahhhh.
I know I had to abbreviate a lot, even with this being the longest comic I’ve done so far at 15 pages. So if you would like some in-depth, week by week coverage of my study abroad experience, you can find that here: first week, first month, north field trip and spring break, south field trip and the end of the semester. I’m hoping when I compile all 5 years I can add in some bonus content.
Thanks again for reading and let me know what you think, either in the comments or on Instagram!
January 4, 2022 marks five years of drawing [almost] everyday (my daily routine didn’t quite survive the disruption that was 2020 and so on December 9th 2020 I transitioned to drawing quickly in a sketchbook as opposed to digitally). The sketchbook is definitely more of a personal dumping ground so I’m a bit more selective on what I share.
You can see my past 2020 and 2019 recaps, but here are some highlights about what I’ve been up to in 2021.
January 6th:
The end of winter break mostly consisted of updating my portfolio and applying to internships. Also finished my first crochet project (a scarf).
January 19th:
Here are some preliminary sketches for a DnD character (would later redraw digitally), my friends and I began a campaign that spread out throughout the semester which always gave me something to look forward to each week.
This was also the first day ‘back at school’. In case you missed it, the entirety of my third year of architecture school was online over Zoom, so a lot of the subsequent doodles were drawn during class.
February 4th:
I celebrated my 21st birthday in a small way, by using permanent markers (which bleed through and ruin the back of the page, I only do this for special occasions). Otherwise it was a pretty typical day of virtual class.
March 2nd:
Perhaps you can gather I wasn’t a huge fan of 100% online classes (for the most part).
March 6th:
Here you can see a rough draft of my comic for the Spring 2021 Static Fish (digital) anthology, which doubled as a draft for my larger, annual zine.
March 16th:
Thumbnail ideas for the cover of my 3rd year zine.
March 17th:
Draft of my ‘looking at myself on Zoom’ gif.
March 29-31st:
Some more comparisons between a normal semester and an online one (looking at the pros), and around this time I must have gotten back into the rabbit hole that is looking at old houses for sale and dreaming about fixing them.
April 7th:
A memory from the before-times (and my typical Bojangles order in case you needed to know that information), also some cat appreciation. My drawings got more sparse around finals season time.
June 15th:
June 25th-28th:
In late June I went camping for the first time in probably 10 years. Enjoyed cooking, having a campfire, taking long walks, trying out a tandem kayak, and dissecting an owl pellet (finally fulfilling a dream from 5th grade).
July 2-4:
From June 30th to July 17th, I went on a road trip with my mom and her friend, to visit her daughter who had moved to Utah. I did not draw a whole lot but here is a page about our trip from St. Louis to Topeka. I drove through a good chunk of Kansas and created my own state flag based on their landscape. Also some opinions on toilet roll placement based off of hotel room experience.
July 9-12th:
I instead kept track of the trip through a notebook, here’s a spread about the trip within Utah. It was definitely the longest road trip I’ve ever been on and was the highlight of my 2021. I’m thankful I got to make the memories I was able to with my mom and go out west for the first time.
August 28th:
Thankfully I was able to go back to school in-person in August. I was able to help run orientation again, this time was a lot more fun and rewarding. After being away for so long, I was eager to do as many things as possible before getting swamped with schoolwork.
September 4th:
During the Labor Day weekend I went to Governor’s Island for the first time. Finally was able to do the free kayaking (available in several points throughout the city) I wanted to since 2018. The island made it feel like I was teleported somewhere, it was really cool. I loved how it was only pedestrians and bicyclists allowed.
September 6th:
Also went to Coney Island for the first time, went with some orientation staff friends. I had also been wanting to go there for a long time, somewhat regretted not going during my own orientation.
September 10-11th:
Was able to go to CW Pencil Enterprises twice (another place I had been wanting to go forever) before they closed.
October 15-18th:
After way too long they finally opened the Hall Street Gate in October. Pratt has been closed to the public since 2020 and as such all the gates except 1 was closed, and there is only 1 turnstile on the entire side of the fence facing Higgins. During orientation we had to get probably 200 first years through the turnstile, not a fun time. If Higgins wasn’t already cut off from the rest of campus, the gate being closed made it feel much worse.
November 11-13th:
Decided to mess around and make a collage.
November 13-15th:
Went on a walking tour with the Pratt preservation grad students for fun. By some stroke of luck we ended right before the hail/thunderstorm, and I waited out the worst of it in the Strand bookstore. While I was in there I found a 2010 edition of Static Fish for $5.
November 24th-December 2nd:
Out of a desire not to catch or spread covid (not to mention taking 3 trains, a plane, and a hour and a half in a car to my home, and then back is utterly exhausting when we really only have 3 days of school off) I decided to stay at school during Thanksgiving break. My first Thanksgiving away from family, but it wasn’t too bad. Went to see the Macy’s Parade with my roommate (which required us to get up at 4am), and then got a bunch of food through the school’s dining hall (better than what I expected).
December 7-8th:
I had my design final in early December, it was a weight off of my shoulders for sure. As a reward I started playing Skyrim for the first time (may make a comic post type deal about that once I play some more).
December 9th:
December 9th marked the first year anniversary of starting this sketchbook. There’s not a whole lot of pages left so will have to transition to a different one soon.
Figured I’d round it off with a little annual ‘about the artist’ and what I am up to in this last week before heading off to Rome (as long as everything goes to plan).
Thanks for reading! I think I may try to post a bit more frequently this upcoming semester to properly document my first time leaving the country.
Here’s my little comic that I created for Static Fish’s Fall 2021 Anthology.
I decided to illustrate a poem I wrote back in 2019, which you can see on this other blog post from back then. I’ll include some of my thoughts below.
I was experimenting with a black “Sharpie Peel-Off China Marker” that I found outside on the ground, scanning the drawings I made, then changing the color and adding text digitally. The anthology this semester had two color schemes, one light and one dark. I decided to use the light color palette to cover a topic that is not necessarily ‘light’, but something I feel like I would read aloud in a ‘light’ way.
I wrote this poem as a reflection of growing up in The Bible Belt as someone who is nonreligious and was a bit ashamed and secretive of that fact as a young child. I would go so far as to tell little white lies when someone would ask if and where I went to church. At most I would attend services with my friends during sleepovers and holidays (Catholic and Methodist), or with my girl scout troop on ‘Scout Sunday’ (Baptist). I even participated in handbells and a church orchestra for short stints, alongside my friends at their respective churches. Looking back I am fine with the fact I didn’t really have a religious upbringing within my family, while also having gained exposure to different types of services along the way.
Now for some reflection on both the zine and the school year:
I used the same workflow as last year- sketching page by page, taking photos when needed (I bypassed the scanner this year), arranging the panels on InDesign, making canvases on FireAlpaca to fit in those panels, and then drawing and importing back into InDesign.
For some reason my computer, which has always been touch screen but also has a pen, finally allowed me to draw with my finger for the first time. I think it must have been the program that updated. So I ditched the pen this year and just used my finger. Is that I good or bad thing, I’m not sure, but it brought me back to my public-school-issued-iPad roots.
Due to the lack of physical pin-ups, I tried something new with the cover which instead features a collage of a few Miro boards.
Third year Design was a good progression from the first two years. We brought in more consideration of the community we were serving (through designing multigenerational housing and a community center) and the environment (transformation into a flood shelter). We also played around with different concepts and materials, though I’m definitely missing the space and resources that I have in the studio. Consultants for façade, MEP, and structure came in after midterms and provided us feedback which brought our buildings closer and closer to reality. The inclusion of consultants was really informative but it could be rough at times balancing the required systems and design progression.
The third year is the end of the ‘core’ curriculum in which all of our classes kind of work on top of or alongside one another (for instance Building Services has us integrate things like fire sprinklers, calculate the number of light fixtures, that type of thing into our building which we were creating in Design class. Construction Documents has us redraw our Rhino file from Design into Revit. The list goes on). I haven’t heard much about the next two years (beyond the Rome study abroad program) and how design will be.
As it stands, I’m supposed to be in person for the Fall, still with some online classes, and once again living in the dorms. Vaccinations are required and I’m hopeful that we can remain in person. There is such a stark contrast between New York (where my school just lifted the mask requirement for outdoor spaces) and the things I’m seeing down here in South Carolina (which has never once had a state-issued mask mandate and now it’s banned to require masks).
I’m looking forward to being in the city again, and seeing fellow classmates for the first time in over a year. It’s very weird to think it’s been so long and all of the upperclassmen I knew have now graduated (minus the fifth year architecture people).
As always thanks for reading and let me know what you think in the comments or on Instagram!
Today (January 4, 2021) would have marked four years of drawing everyday (started January 4, 2017). My daily routine struggled and failed to survive the disruption that was 2020, but we’ll get to that. Here are some personal highlights from the year, and if you’d like to you can also see my 2019 recap.
January 14:
An ‘about me’ from my 19 year old self. Seems like not much has changed on the likes/dislikes front, and at some point I retook the Myers-Briggs test and leaned more towards INFJ instead of my long-standing INTJ result.
Also while I’m writing this recap I was like ‘folktronica?’ but upon further consideration I think it’s just because I was trying to find the genre for Cosmo Sheldrake hah.
February 4:
I turned 20! I received a few gifts and spent the morning going to a bookstore to get a t-shirt, then had to go to history and ‘connections’ class. Spent the night alone with some pie.
I’m turning 21 in a month, but with everything going on it doesn’t change much. I feel like the pandemic has expedited the process of birthdays not feeling important anymore, at least for now. 21 is maybe the last of the legally important birthdays (except retirement age? but that’s a while away), though I have never cared about drinking so I am not eager to do that anyway.
February 15:
The first time I managed to go to Manhattan in 2020 was February 15th. Mother wanted me to get some ‘professional clothes’ in case I got any internship interviews (spoiler alert, I didn’t, but now I have some nice new clothes sitting in a storage unit). Saw the Oculus (apparently spelt that wrong) for the first time, and accidentally found Trinity Church and walked through the cemetery. Man I love history.
Later that day went to a movie with my then-suitemate and tried brown sugar milk boba, pretty good (held it with a gloved hand since it was so cold outside).
Ended February on the 29th with my last trip to Manhattan. It was for a design class site visit where we impersonated transfer students, then got some food and saw a very fancy dog store.
March 2:
The talk of coronavirus started pretty early in design class, with my professor predicting that we wouldn’t be able to come into studio anymore.
March 9:
Had a lot of anticipation and uneasiness with the growing talk about the virus and schools beginning to announce closures. It felt like dark clouds were gathering and waiting to pour.
March 11:
And I didn’t have to wait long. During class on a Wednesday we received the fateful email that we’d be starting online classes after an extended spring break.
March 12:
My approach to surviving the physical and mental stress of March 11th-March 14th was not thinking, just doing. Despite Res Life saying that they were expecting us to come back in April, my mom made me pack everything up in my dorm by myself and lug it two blocks to a storage unit. I had a lot of recently acquired large objects to suffer through transporting via a broken cart (air conditioner, 3D printer, microwave, large box of materials, several portfolios). It took two days to put everything in the storage unit.
The last night in New York I didn’t have anything of substance to eat (or any silverware to eat it with) so I went to Key Foods in search of a cup of ramen. Outside I overheard a lady on the phone saying ‘yeah surprisingly they still have toilet paper’- the beginning of that whole ordeal. I go inside and it’s the longest I’ve ever seen the line. The ramen wasn’t worth it at that point especially to spend so much time around people. This was before masks were advised to wear so this memory is especially weird for me to think back on. I spent that night eating yogurt for dinner (was originally saving it for breakfast) and sleeping on an empty bed with 2 pillows I would leave behind to be thrown away in the case I didn’t return. I put a post it note on my desk listing the few objects I left behind alongside a sewing needle that didn’t belong to me.
I went home on March 14th. The airport terminal was very empty, masks weren’t being worn yet and it’s not like you could buy any even if you wanted to. I wore plastic gloves on the trains and wrapped a scarf around my nose and mouth, still somewhat afraid I would look like I was overreacting (seeing a few other people also wear gloves was reassuring though). It was surreal landing in NC where everyone was business as usual while I felt radioactive.
April 4:
I survived late March/early April by playing Breath of the Wild and Animal Crossing New Horizons in my free time. I also started watching a few Twitch streamers, since there is a comfort is having someone talking in real time in the background. Gardening was another way I found to pass the time and also force myself to go outside while the majority of my time was spent staring at a Zoom or Google Meet window.
I also found comfort in rewatching television shows (especially anime that I last saw in middle school hah), listening to podcasts or songs, and singing along to musicals. I did all of that while working on my design final, which was on the 30th of April.
May 25:
The majority of May was spent in my room trying to fill time. I can tell that it was rough for me to stick with drawing everyday when everyday felt the same. I started an online summer class just so I wouldn’t have to take it in the fall, and revisited a really old comic idea to see if I could breathe some life into it.
June 26:
My brother had to go back to Pittsburgh so he could continue his graduate school studies (he’d been unexpectedly home since his March spring break), and after we dropped him off we swung by my storage unit in New York to retrieve items I wasn’t originally able to bring home. Spent less than 24 hours in either place and barely stopped the entire trip, very exhausting.
The unfortunate thing is that the morning that we were driving to New York was the when the school sent an email saying that dorms were going to open in the fall (which turned out to be false) so I took things from my storage unit that I didn’t need anymore for school (like old models, my drafting board, vellum) while not taking any additional clothes, oops.
July 31:
I successfully drew everyday from January to June 30th. And then July… yeah that didn’t happen. I made this on July 31st as a recap and an attempt to start it up again, which was successful for August.
The garden was pretty fruitful and I helped my parents retile and plaster the pool. I rescued some toad eggs, which turned into tadpoles and then small toads I got to release. I meant to write about them on this blog and include more photos but ended up writing a small article about them for the school newspaper because they matched the ‘Transition’ theme.
I think dorms were announced to be closed for the fall semester around this time too, which gave me a whole lot of mixed feelings.
August was a month for a lot of thinking. I’m a to-do list maker but with the future being so uncertain it’s hard to plan very far ahead.
August 21:
I was part of orientation staff for the week before my virtual fall semester started. It was a cool experience (though of course it would have more fun if it was during normal circumstances and we could be together physically) and I’d enjoy doing it again. I enjoyed meeting and getting to hear the thoughts of the incoming class who had to decide on a college largely without even visiting it beforehand.
Also that week I went to visit my friend at her new apartment where she was living by herself so it was the safest opportunity to see her in person. It was really great to see her again even if it wasn’t for long.
September 12:
Drawing everyday did not survive September, when I really started working on my online classes. Brain was mostly in ‘just do your assignments’ mode in which I just wanted time to pass so I could get closer to future semesters where we could be in person again.
Also in September I released a lot of the toads I had raised.
October 19:
I drew only a few times in October. Things were kind of rough before the pandemic, just the stress of school and 17-18 credit hours a semester, but then having classes completely online (which has pros and cons) and the world being rocked politically, environmentally, and with the pandemic it has been a lot to handle. I’m privileged and things could always be a lot worse but I hope my life is such that these times will be something that I learn a lot from but not something I ever ‘miss’, if that makes sense. I hope things get better.
November 7:
The days leading up to the election results were very nerve-racking, refreshing that map over and over. When it was clear that Biden had won, I figured hey, there’s a timeline where he didn’t win and things could be perhaps much worse. I wish I could feel more relieved but a new president is just the start to (hopefully positive) change, not a solution.
November 21:
I drew about 20 days of November but I got swept away with finals. This is one of the last drawings I made this year digitally. Finals were rough and unhealthily consumed all of my time but I made it through and I’m very proud of the work I was able to accomplish especially alongside my design partner.
I think the roughest part of the online environment is that there is not much room for casual conversation. No chit chatting before lecture or running into people in the hall or on the elevator, no casual runs to go get food with someone else. I’m thankful for my design partner who I got to talk to the most often, both about our classwork and about life in general, even though we were confined to our little Zoom rectangles.
Otherwise I sat alone in my room for the entire semester, only talking to my parents for a couple minutes a day at dinner.
December 15:
In December it was obvious that something needed to change, at least for a bit, so I found an old empty sketchbook on the 9th and scribbled in it with whatever pens were laying around and kept doing so for a while. Most of my pages are incoherent doodles alongside thoughts and to do lists but it’s been a nice change to draw beyond what I used to do digitally.
Winter break has been very restful and I’ve started crocheting a scarf. Compared to my attempts at embroidery, making something functional in 3D is pretty rewarding. I’d been wanting to start assembling a dollhouse during this break but for the moment it feels overwhelming. Otherwise I’ve been playing a lot of Minecraft with friends and need to work on finding something to do this summer.
So this was a lil personal reflection of my year. 2021 won’t magically fix our problems but I’m hopeful that things can start to swing back into the right direction.
I hope you’re staying safe and best of luck in the new year!
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