I woke up at 9:45, showered, and left for a video meeting at 10:30 am. We went over the week's schedule, received our taping assignments, and learned how to do log sheets for the videos we do capture. We will watch each video and determine the level of shooting to figure out which footage is good or may need to be re-shot.
The meeting ceased at 12:30 and I went to grab a panini on the way to design class. I got a proscuitto sandwich con fontina. I headed to class. During class, I organized my new syllabus and presented it to Camilla. We went over some things, but I'm excited that I will be able to expand upon the identity that we have to do. I spent the remainder of class working on the icon and logotype. On Thursday, I will begin the layout of the guidelines manual for the identity.
After class, I went home and hooked up the mic. I tried to call home, but the mic was cutting in and out so I had to hang up. I talked to mom for a bit online and then had dinner. Leftover tortellini and some pineapple juice. I read some more of A thousand Splendid Suns and took a nap. I woke up, got a shower so that I don't have to try and take one in the cold of morning tomorrow, and then called Papaw. I filled him in on the trip to Pisa and what I've been up to. I mentioned the new roommate, Pedro, and told him that he is planning on going to Barcelona for a month in November. I think it would be fanstastic to possibly go and visit him for a weekend and get to see the area. It will be nice having Pedro with me as well because, although I know some spanish, It may be difficult to navigate through the city. I also told him about the trip to Munich coming up and also about the books that I've started.
After talking to Papaw, I read a few articles online about what's going on with the U.S. economy. I also checked out the website: www.couchsurfing.com. The search fuction is down but seems like a pretty exciting way to travel through Europe.
Now, before bed, I am going to read some more of the book. I don't have class until 1 tomorrow, so I'm going to enjoy sleeping in! Buona Notte!
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
Monday, September 29, 2008
twenty eight
Today began at 9:45 am when I woke up, got a shower, grabbed some money and headed on an adventure. I went to a store called il plastico and got thin transparent plastic to use as covers for some upcoming book projects. I then went to a paper store and got a ream of colored copier paper for the excellent deal of... 8 euro. I can't believe its that expensive. That's like 12 US dollars. I'm still baffled.
I then made my way to Santa Maria Novella for art history class. Helen told us about the piazza and facade before entering the church. The interior of the church contains some of the most beautiful frescoes I've seen so far. The way the artists told stories through their paintings is nothing short of remarkable.
After art history, I rushed over to book making. We were given demos on different japanese stitching. We were then given the remainder of the time to work on our own books. This is where the clear plastic and color copier will come in to play. It's a long process, but I should have them done by Wednesday afternoon.
After book arts, and at the beginning of a headache, I strolled through various streets towards the Duomo. From there, I found the American Express. I exchanged 465 us dollars and received 311 euro. To my shock and delightment, I found 65 euro nestled away in my passport that I must have set aside the last time I exchanged money.
After the pit stop at AMex, I wandered around trying to find the bookstore I found online. After about 25 minutes of aimlessly walking Florence streets as if it were a maze, I stumbled upon the store. I bought two books. Holidays on Ice by David Sedaris and A Thousand Splendid Suns by Khaled Hosseini. I began reading both, but really got into A Thousand Splendid Suns. The last chapter that I read gave me chills. I'm excited to continue it!
After having to put the book down to get some school work done, I screened a few videos and critiqued them for my meeting tomorrow with the video crew. I made some dinner: Tortellini con proscuitto and a glass of milk. I had a yogurt for dessert and ended up spilling some of the number pad of my keyboard. I cleaned it all up immediately but now my keyboard is acting really funky. It automatically adds extra characters and spaces when I type. I am going to try and clean it and hopefully it will work better tomorrow.
Now that I've gotten all my work for tomorrow caught up, talked to my family through gmail, and had an ice cold water, it's time for bed. Until tomorrow, goodnight!
I then made my way to Santa Maria Novella for art history class. Helen told us about the piazza and facade before entering the church. The interior of the church contains some of the most beautiful frescoes I've seen so far. The way the artists told stories through their paintings is nothing short of remarkable.
After art history, I rushed over to book making. We were given demos on different japanese stitching. We were then given the remainder of the time to work on our own books. This is where the clear plastic and color copier will come in to play. It's a long process, but I should have them done by Wednesday afternoon.
After book arts, and at the beginning of a headache, I strolled through various streets towards the Duomo. From there, I found the American Express. I exchanged 465 us dollars and received 311 euro. To my shock and delightment, I found 65 euro nestled away in my passport that I must have set aside the last time I exchanged money.
After the pit stop at AMex, I wandered around trying to find the bookstore I found online. After about 25 minutes of aimlessly walking Florence streets as if it were a maze, I stumbled upon the store. I bought two books. Holidays on Ice by David Sedaris and A Thousand Splendid Suns by Khaled Hosseini. I began reading both, but really got into A Thousand Splendid Suns. The last chapter that I read gave me chills. I'm excited to continue it!
After having to put the book down to get some school work done, I screened a few videos and critiqued them for my meeting tomorrow with the video crew. I made some dinner: Tortellini con proscuitto and a glass of milk. I had a yogurt for dessert and ended up spilling some of the number pad of my keyboard. I cleaned it all up immediately but now my keyboard is acting really funky. It automatically adds extra characters and spaces when I type. I am going to try and clean it and hopefully it will work better tomorrow.
Now that I've gotten all my work for tomorrow caught up, talked to my family through gmail, and had an ice cold water, it's time for bed. Until tomorrow, goodnight!
Sunday, September 28, 2008
dia ventisette
Today I slept til noon. Even after waking up, I laid in bed wondering when this cold will retreat. Finally, I got up and got a shower. I ate lunch, a ham sandwich with cheese and tomato.
I browsed the net for a while and then packed up my pile of clothes and headed to the laundry mat. I found a new place, closer, but just as expensive. When I arrived, the two large washers were in use so I had to wait 25 minutes just to begin. While waiting, I met a couple from Calgary, Canada. They were nice and were in Florence as part of their bus tour around Europe. Although they both said its nice to see everything at once, it has been exhausting for them to be continuously moving and on a strict schedule. I finally got to wash my clothes. I dried them for the suggested time, yet half of the articles were still damp when the dryer ceased. I folded everything, brought it all home, then hung the damp clothes on a line to dry.
After laundry, I made dinner. It wasn't so much as making dinner as it was combining random items. It consisted of pasta, some left over alfredo sauce, and a touch of tomato sauce with various spices. It turned out decent enough. After dinner, I began research for the paper that I'm going to write for Art History. I'm going to compare the 'hell scenes' in various Last Judgement frescoes and sculptures from the Byzantine through the Early Renaissance. It's quite interesting to view these portions of the art because the artist was able to use their own creativity to portray hell since there is limited factual evidence, as obversely apparent with other Biblical scenes.
After living in a room full of tissues and water bottles for the last couple days, I decided it vitally necessary to clean my room. I took a small table from the kitchen and stacked it on a table already in my room to create a shelf like structure. Artistic, eh? Here are the results of my restoration:
And so, now that everything is back to normal except my nasal passages, I am going to rest and prepare for the week ahead of me. Goodnight!
I browsed the net for a while and then packed up my pile of clothes and headed to the laundry mat. I found a new place, closer, but just as expensive. When I arrived, the two large washers were in use so I had to wait 25 minutes just to begin. While waiting, I met a couple from Calgary, Canada. They were nice and were in Florence as part of their bus tour around Europe. Although they both said its nice to see everything at once, it has been exhausting for them to be continuously moving and on a strict schedule. I finally got to wash my clothes. I dried them for the suggested time, yet half of the articles were still damp when the dryer ceased. I folded everything, brought it all home, then hung the damp clothes on a line to dry.
After laundry, I made dinner. It wasn't so much as making dinner as it was combining random items. It consisted of pasta, some left over alfredo sauce, and a touch of tomato sauce with various spices. It turned out decent enough. After dinner, I began research for the paper that I'm going to write for Art History. I'm going to compare the 'hell scenes' in various Last Judgement frescoes and sculptures from the Byzantine through the Early Renaissance. It's quite interesting to view these portions of the art because the artist was able to use their own creativity to portray hell since there is limited factual evidence, as obversely apparent with other Biblical scenes.
After living in a room full of tissues and water bottles for the last couple days, I decided it vitally necessary to clean my room. I took a small table from the kitchen and stacked it on a table already in my room to create a shelf like structure. Artistic, eh? Here are the results of my restoration:
And so, now that everything is back to normal except my nasal passages, I am going to rest and prepare for the week ahead of me. Goodnight!
Saturday, September 27, 2008
26
I woke up at 6:10 am, got a shower, got dressed, made a caffè, grabbed a water, got the itinerary, and skipped off to Piazza Indipendenza to meet the class at the bus. We rolled out at 7:15 and made our way toward Pisa. I dozed off a few times, read the historical introductions that Helen provided us with, and with only an hour of driving, we arrived. The bus parked about 10 minutes away from the Cathedral so we all walked.
We arrived to the Piazza dei Miracoli which includes the Cathedral, Baptistery, Campanile, Camposanto and the Museo dell'Opera del duomo.
1. Cathedral: The cathedral was amazingly immense. It's monumentality reflects its the glory of the maritime republic of Pisa, with the largest Romanesque monument in Tuscany. Inside the Cathedral is the pulpit of Giovanni Pisano. When Helen had gone over this in class, I was in awe of the craftsmanship and spectacular detail of the pulpit. Giovanni carved figures out of marble in almost complete round, leaving much depth and dramatic scenes in every angle. Giovanni was the pupil of his father Nicola and this piece, he declared, set him above his father and was his true masterpiece. Because his father had broken ground with his portrayal of a nude male, Giovanni created and successfully revealed a nude female within a church.
2. Baptistery: The baptistery was very nice. The acoustical sound within it was incredible. A woman sang and the echo of his voice carried for a few seconds after she finished. Therefore, every note was overlapped and expanded which created a beautiful combination of sounds. Also, within the baptistery was Nicola's pulpit. This pulpit was created in 1260 and Giovanni, his son helped with some of the parts. Nicola's pulpit was also the first to ever use a male nude. The baptistery is also interesting in that from the outside it has a dome shape, but on the inside there is a cone within the dome.
3. The Campanile: or better known as the Leaning Tower of Pisa. The first three stories that were completed had caused the soil to sink, leaving the tower angled. The next architect, who added the remaining floors, counterbalanced the tower, yet left the original lean. Therefore, the tower actually has a bent look to it because the top of the tower is actually perpendicular to the ground. It cost 15 euro to climb the tower, which I immediately paid. The climb was nice, it was difficult and fun because you could feel the lean. Once on top, the view was breathtaking. You could see for miles in every direction.
4. The Camposanto: the camposanto is a gothic cemetary which has a large collection of sarcophagi, which inspried Nicola Pisano. The camposanto was bomed accidentally causing a fire that melted steel on many of the frescos. Some were restored though, and were magnificent in scale and detail.
5. The Museo dell'Opera del Dumo: The museo included a lot of art from the cathedral and other buildings and allows people to view them. It also includes models of the different buildlings which allows you to view all the intricacies of each.
After lunch, we traveled to the second stop of the day: Lucca. The walk to get in began by going through the old wall that used to contain the city. Helen told us that you can walk, run, or bike on top of the wall, which is probably 30 feet tall, and that there have been cases of severe injury and death from people not paying attention while up there. I didn't go up there.
Lucca is a very beautiful city and contains many cathedrals and monuments. One that stands out to me is the tom of Saint Zia (a local saint who lived in the middle ages). It is located in S. Frediano. The story goes that she was trying to sneak bread to beggars under her apron. When stopped by authorities that demanded she reveal what she was carrying, she told them flowers. When she opened her apron, flowers spilled out in place of the bread that she was carrying.
I also tried a local doughnut type creation popular in Lucca called Frati. We checked out a lot of different places such as: the Gothic Cathedral, S. Giovanni and Reparata (which has floors from the 1st century, early christian, medieval, and gothic periods). S. Michele, and finally concluded it all with local St. Zita cake (vegetable cake: it looks as if its topped with spinach and beans, but truly and honestly tasted very good).
We left Lucca at 7:30 and finally stopped at San Marco at 8:30 pm. I walked home, exhausted. When I arrived home, a second wind hit me and I felt inspired to try and make Alfredo sauce from scratch. With dinner, I had pineapple and a glass of water.
After dinner, I checked emails and relaxed for a while. Although my nose was running all day, my throat felt a lot better. I took some nyquil and went to bed.
We arrived to the Piazza dei Miracoli which includes the Cathedral, Baptistery, Campanile, Camposanto and the Museo dell'Opera del duomo.
1. Cathedral: The cathedral was amazingly immense. It's monumentality reflects its the glory of the maritime republic of Pisa, with the largest Romanesque monument in Tuscany. Inside the Cathedral is the pulpit of Giovanni Pisano. When Helen had gone over this in class, I was in awe of the craftsmanship and spectacular detail of the pulpit. Giovanni carved figures out of marble in almost complete round, leaving much depth and dramatic scenes in every angle. Giovanni was the pupil of his father Nicola and this piece, he declared, set him above his father and was his true masterpiece. Because his father had broken ground with his portrayal of a nude male, Giovanni created and successfully revealed a nude female within a church.
2. Baptistery: The baptistery was very nice. The acoustical sound within it was incredible. A woman sang and the echo of his voice carried for a few seconds after she finished. Therefore, every note was overlapped and expanded which created a beautiful combination of sounds. Also, within the baptistery was Nicola's pulpit. This pulpit was created in 1260 and Giovanni, his son helped with some of the parts. Nicola's pulpit was also the first to ever use a male nude. The baptistery is also interesting in that from the outside it has a dome shape, but on the inside there is a cone within the dome.
3. The Campanile: or better known as the Leaning Tower of Pisa. The first three stories that were completed had caused the soil to sink, leaving the tower angled. The next architect, who added the remaining floors, counterbalanced the tower, yet left the original lean. Therefore, the tower actually has a bent look to it because the top of the tower is actually perpendicular to the ground. It cost 15 euro to climb the tower, which I immediately paid. The climb was nice, it was difficult and fun because you could feel the lean. Once on top, the view was breathtaking. You could see for miles in every direction.
4. The Camposanto: the camposanto is a gothic cemetary which has a large collection of sarcophagi, which inspried Nicola Pisano. The camposanto was bomed accidentally causing a fire that melted steel on many of the frescos. Some were restored though, and were magnificent in scale and detail.
5. The Museo dell'Opera del Dumo: The museo included a lot of art from the cathedral and other buildings and allows people to view them. It also includes models of the different buildlings which allows you to view all the intricacies of each.
After lunch, we traveled to the second stop of the day: Lucca. The walk to get in began by going through the old wall that used to contain the city. Helen told us that you can walk, run, or bike on top of the wall, which is probably 30 feet tall, and that there have been cases of severe injury and death from people not paying attention while up there. I didn't go up there.
Lucca is a very beautiful city and contains many cathedrals and monuments. One that stands out to me is the tom of Saint Zia (a local saint who lived in the middle ages). It is located in S. Frediano. The story goes that she was trying to sneak bread to beggars under her apron. When stopped by authorities that demanded she reveal what she was carrying, she told them flowers. When she opened her apron, flowers spilled out in place of the bread that she was carrying.
I also tried a local doughnut type creation popular in Lucca called Frati. We checked out a lot of different places such as: the Gothic Cathedral, S. Giovanni and Reparata (which has floors from the 1st century, early christian, medieval, and gothic periods). S. Michele, and finally concluded it all with local St. Zita cake (vegetable cake: it looks as if its topped with spinach and beans, but truly and honestly tasted very good).
We left Lucca at 7:30 and finally stopped at San Marco at 8:30 pm. I walked home, exhausted. When I arrived home, a second wind hit me and I felt inspired to try and make Alfredo sauce from scratch. With dinner, I had pineapple and a glass of water.
After dinner, I checked emails and relaxed for a while. Although my nose was running all day, my throat felt a lot better. I took some nyquil and went to bed.
Friday, September 26, 2008
The 25th Day of Florence
I woke up several times throughout the night, finally getting up at 8:30 am. I suppose because I had gone to bed so early, I was naturally awake 12 hours later. I slept for a while but it didn't seem to help. I woke up with my throat feeling worse than last night. I wanted to take more nyquil but I couldn't because of how drowsy it makes you. I laid in bed for a while, watched the new office, and finally got motivated enough to take a shower. After the shower I had a meatball sandwich for lunch.
I went over to Nicki's at 2 to begin planning fall break as well as try to get the trip to Munich for Oktoberfest finally figured out. While there, I got to play with a puppy! It's so nice to be able to hold a dog and it makes me miss mine even more! After a little while we headed to the train station. On the way I saw the fake David statue.
At the train station, we were quickly informed that the days in which we wanted to take the train were booked. We originally wanted to leave on Thursday night, taking an overnight train, putting us in Munich for all of Friday before taking an overnight train back that night. That way we can use the trains as our hotel and spend the entire day in Munich. However, because the trains were full, we came up with a new plan. We are now going to leave Friday morning at around 9 am, get to Munich at 6 pm on Friday and then spend the night in Munich and spend all of Saturday there. Then we will take an overnight sleeping train back to Florence on Saturday night. I'm super excited about the experience! Although it seems that most hostels/hotels are booked, we are thinking that there may still be some rooms available, especially if people don't show up. But, if there is not, we're prepared to camp out for the full 27 hours in Munich without sleeping.
We left the train station and went to a travel agency. They helped us find the trains we needed and printed out the tickets for the times that I mentioned above. Although I have the Eurail pass I still had to pay 45 euro out of pocket. 25 euro for the sleep cabin on the way home and 20 for the Eurostar tariff. The Eurostar is a train that goes faster than others, bypassing certain stops which in turn costs more. After getting the tickets, we went to SACI, and then parted ways. I came home, getting a pretty bad headache on the walk. I reheated the pasta from last night and relaxed. As I type this, my nose is stuffed up, temples are throbbing, and it hurts to swallow. So, tonight I will take two shots of Nyquil and rest before a very busy day in Pisa tomorrow.
Goodnight!
I went over to Nicki's at 2 to begin planning fall break as well as try to get the trip to Munich for Oktoberfest finally figured out. While there, I got to play with a puppy! It's so nice to be able to hold a dog and it makes me miss mine even more! After a little while we headed to the train station. On the way I saw the fake David statue.
At the train station, we were quickly informed that the days in which we wanted to take the train were booked. We originally wanted to leave on Thursday night, taking an overnight train, putting us in Munich for all of Friday before taking an overnight train back that night. That way we can use the trains as our hotel and spend the entire day in Munich. However, because the trains were full, we came up with a new plan. We are now going to leave Friday morning at around 9 am, get to Munich at 6 pm on Friday and then spend the night in Munich and spend all of Saturday there. Then we will take an overnight sleeping train back to Florence on Saturday night. I'm super excited about the experience! Although it seems that most hostels/hotels are booked, we are thinking that there may still be some rooms available, especially if people don't show up. But, if there is not, we're prepared to camp out for the full 27 hours in Munich without sleeping.
We left the train station and went to a travel agency. They helped us find the trains we needed and printed out the tickets for the times that I mentioned above. Although I have the Eurail pass I still had to pay 45 euro out of pocket. 25 euro for the sleep cabin on the way home and 20 for the Eurostar tariff. The Eurostar is a train that goes faster than others, bypassing certain stops which in turn costs more. After getting the tickets, we went to SACI, and then parted ways. I came home, getting a pretty bad headache on the walk. I reheated the pasta from last night and relaxed. As I type this, my nose is stuffed up, temples are throbbing, and it hurts to swallow. So, tonight I will take two shots of Nyquil and rest before a very busy day in Pisa tomorrow.
Goodnight!
Thursday, September 25, 2008
Day 24
I woke up at 7:30 am for my early day. And, what do you know, I have the sorest throat ever. I showered, made a caffè, grabbed a water, and left for class.
Art history was in the classroom today and Helen went over Italo-Byzantine art. It was a very interesting lecture, and even better since I had a full night's sleep. I typed the notes this time instead of handwriting them and was able to get a lot more written. I can type faster than I can write so this method seems to be numero uno from now on.
After class I walked around the open air market in search for some sunglasses. I finally found a pair I liked. The guy told me seven euro, I offered four, and we settled on five. Here they are:
After getting the new shades, I ran home for a while. I ate the rest of the torettini from last night and relaxed for a bit before graphic design class. I headed to class at quarter til 1 and prepared for the long three hours. When I arrived, I began working on the collage, attempting to finally finish it. But, the program was going so slow that I finally closed out. I guess I'll work on that some other time. I did, however, make some decent progress on the Identity. I'm doing the different sections of the Central Market. I'll post some mock ups when I get the chance.
On the way home from class, I stopped to pick up a few last minute things from the supermarket. I talked to mom for a second online, read some of the NY times, watched a funny david letterman youtube clip about McCain standing him up, and then made dinner. I made homemade meatballs from scratch (a feat that i'm very proud of). To accompany them, I made pasta and tomato sauce. I had with it some butter bread and a glass of water.
After dinner, my throat worsened. It hurts to swallow and my nose won't stop running. I've sneezed atleast 10 times today, which is very unusual for me. And so now, even though it's only 8 pm, I am going to take some NyQuil, pop some more Tylenol, drink a glass of cold water, and lay in bed until the drowsiness sets in, allowing me to hopefully sleep off this cold.
Goodnight!
Art history was in the classroom today and Helen went over Italo-Byzantine art. It was a very interesting lecture, and even better since I had a full night's sleep. I typed the notes this time instead of handwriting them and was able to get a lot more written. I can type faster than I can write so this method seems to be numero uno from now on.
After class I walked around the open air market in search for some sunglasses. I finally found a pair I liked. The guy told me seven euro, I offered four, and we settled on five. Here they are:
After getting the new shades, I ran home for a while. I ate the rest of the torettini from last night and relaxed for a bit before graphic design class. I headed to class at quarter til 1 and prepared for the long three hours. When I arrived, I began working on the collage, attempting to finally finish it. But, the program was going so slow that I finally closed out. I guess I'll work on that some other time. I did, however, make some decent progress on the Identity. I'm doing the different sections of the Central Market. I'll post some mock ups when I get the chance.
On the way home from class, I stopped to pick up a few last minute things from the supermarket. I talked to mom for a second online, read some of the NY times, watched a funny david letterman youtube clip about McCain standing him up, and then made dinner. I made homemade meatballs from scratch (a feat that i'm very proud of). To accompany them, I made pasta and tomato sauce. I had with it some butter bread and a glass of water.
After dinner, my throat worsened. It hurts to swallow and my nose won't stop running. I've sneezed atleast 10 times today, which is very unusual for me. And so now, even though it's only 8 pm, I am going to take some NyQuil, pop some more Tylenol, drink a glass of cold water, and lay in bed until the drowsiness sets in, allowing me to hopefully sleep off this cold.
Goodnight!
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
[23]
Salve! [Hello!]
Today began later than I thought because instead of hitting snooze, I turned the entire alarm clock off and slept for another hour. I got up, read some NY times, and got a shower. After getting dressed I made scrambled eggs with mortadella. I also had a glass of orange juice and some toast with jelly. I grabbed my backpack and went to class.
Today in book making we were shown different transfer techniques. I'm familiar with the xerox transfer, which allows you to convert an image from a photocopy to another page by using acetone. She showed a few that I hadn't known, such as using contact paper. You stick the paper to the image and soak it in warm water. Once the paper the image was on is completely wet, you can rub off the paper, leaving the image on the contact paper. You can then adhere that to the book or project you're working on. After the demo, she allowed us to work on our own to catch up on some of the projects. The only project I had to catch up with was the star accordion:
It took a while to carve out each piece in order to make the three planes of the book. It closes into a regular book and can open as an accordion or all the way into a star.
After class I came home to get the names of some ingredients for future cooking ventures. I went to the supermarket to pick up some things, dropping 16 euro like it was nothing. I came home, checked some emails, and then made dinner. Dinner tonight was tortellini con prosciutto crudo. I copied Lucio's technique and added peas to the tomato sauce. It tasted very good! With it, I had pineapple juice and red wine.
After dinner, I discovered that I could create 'sets' on flickr and organize the images into their own little photo albums.
Here are the links to the sets:
Flickr1 and Flickr2
(flickr only allows you to store 100 mb per month of images, so I had to create two accounts. Once more space opens they will be updated so make sure to continue to look at both!)
Ciao!
Today began later than I thought because instead of hitting snooze, I turned the entire alarm clock off and slept for another hour. I got up, read some NY times, and got a shower. After getting dressed I made scrambled eggs with mortadella. I also had a glass of orange juice and some toast with jelly. I grabbed my backpack and went to class.
Today in book making we were shown different transfer techniques. I'm familiar with the xerox transfer, which allows you to convert an image from a photocopy to another page by using acetone. She showed a few that I hadn't known, such as using contact paper. You stick the paper to the image and soak it in warm water. Once the paper the image was on is completely wet, you can rub off the paper, leaving the image on the contact paper. You can then adhere that to the book or project you're working on. After the demo, she allowed us to work on our own to catch up on some of the projects. The only project I had to catch up with was the star accordion:
It took a while to carve out each piece in order to make the three planes of the book. It closes into a regular book and can open as an accordion or all the way into a star.
After class I came home to get the names of some ingredients for future cooking ventures. I went to the supermarket to pick up some things, dropping 16 euro like it was nothing. I came home, checked some emails, and then made dinner. Dinner tonight was tortellini con prosciutto crudo. I copied Lucio's technique and added peas to the tomato sauce. It tasted very good! With it, I had pineapple juice and red wine.
After dinner, I discovered that I could create 'sets' on flickr and organize the images into their own little photo albums.
Here are the links to the sets:
Flickr1 and Flickr2
(flickr only allows you to store 100 mb per month of images, so I had to create two accounts. Once more space opens they will be updated so make sure to continue to look at both!)
Ciao!
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
double deuce
I slept so wonderfully last night that it was tough to actually get out of bed. I finally gave in to the alarm clock and got up. I read some of the New York times website and then got a shower. I packed up my computer and headed to Heather's apartment to use her mac to finish up some last minute collage work. I had 2 nearly completed, and had to layout the third. The files are so large and annoying to deal with. I'm going to rework them, with some new ideas on Thursday while in class. When I tried to open the files, they would take forever to load, and alternatively, took forever to save, a few times actually freezing the program. It was frustrating because the labs in which we should be able to work in, are full with classes almost every day. I think I will try and go to the design center at different times to meet with teachers and see if they would find it a distraction if I were to creep into the back of their class to work on some things. I had lunch at Heather's as well. They've been so genuinely hospitable to me.
After finally saving the last file, I ran to class. I was 25 minutes late. I hate being late to class and especially on a critique day. However, I'd rather have my work completed and show up late, than to show up on time and have nothing to show. A teacher won't take into consideration punctuality when you come unprepared. A teacher, however, will most likely overlook tardiness if the work shown is desirable. I showed my three collages to the class and was shocked at the lack of criticism of the supposed critique. Camilla made a couple comments, asked the class if they had anything to say, and then almost instantly dismissed the group away from my monitor back to their seats. A few people complimented me on the collages, but I was expecting more feedback. Class went extremely long, and because of the less-than-stellar morning, I wasn't so in to spending three hours looking at the same files. I spent some time researching hostels, trains, emails, and other design work.
After class, I went back to the apartment. It was around 4:30 when I got back and so I straightened up the bedroom, made the bed, organized some papers, and then began brainstorming some dinner ideas. I finally decided to go with chicken and fried potatoes. I poured some olive oil in two pans, sprinkled some peperoncino in both, some salt and pepper in the potato pan, and loaded it with sliced potatoes. I put a piece of chicken in the other and naturally added spices as I saw fit. A pinch here and there, eyed to precise measurement, to create a magnificent meal. I coupled the dinner with red wine and a glass of milk.
After dinner, I began brainstorming ideas for the Identity that is the next project in design. We have to come up with an Identity for the area of San Lorenzo. I believe for mine, however, I will focus on the Central Market (as I did with the collages) and come up with an Identity for the interior of the market. I have some ideas of using color to represent different areas. I also can already see the mark that I'm going for. I've begun sketches and hope to narrow down some of the ideas by class on Thursday.
I also spent some time catching up on the political news. There's always something new to read up on and its quite entertaining the way each side attacks the other. I'm patiently waiting for my absentee ballot. I know that this election will come down to my vote. So, remember that it is I who decided the outcome of the election. Unless McCain wins.
I made a coffee, which is awesome to be able to make myself. I added milk and sugar of course. Then I became wired. I started looking at different fashion, luring me in to possibly getting my own suit while here. I guess it's ok to think this way until I see the price tags. If I do get one though, best believe that you all will be the first to know.
I talked to mom for a bit online and she sent me a recipe. I will try it out soon. It's called: chicken tetrazzini....wait for it... with a twist! We'll see how it goes. I have to find some canned goods (cream of mushroom) so if anyone knows where to find this, let me know.
A'las, I'm exhausted and the bed I made earlier looks so comfortable. I will see you all tomorrow! Goodnight!
After finally saving the last file, I ran to class. I was 25 minutes late. I hate being late to class and especially on a critique day. However, I'd rather have my work completed and show up late, than to show up on time and have nothing to show. A teacher won't take into consideration punctuality when you come unprepared. A teacher, however, will most likely overlook tardiness if the work shown is desirable. I showed my three collages to the class and was shocked at the lack of criticism of the supposed critique. Camilla made a couple comments, asked the class if they had anything to say, and then almost instantly dismissed the group away from my monitor back to their seats. A few people complimented me on the collages, but I was expecting more feedback. Class went extremely long, and because of the less-than-stellar morning, I wasn't so in to spending three hours looking at the same files. I spent some time researching hostels, trains, emails, and other design work.
After class, I went back to the apartment. It was around 4:30 when I got back and so I straightened up the bedroom, made the bed, organized some papers, and then began brainstorming some dinner ideas. I finally decided to go with chicken and fried potatoes. I poured some olive oil in two pans, sprinkled some peperoncino in both, some salt and pepper in the potato pan, and loaded it with sliced potatoes. I put a piece of chicken in the other and naturally added spices as I saw fit. A pinch here and there, eyed to precise measurement, to create a magnificent meal. I coupled the dinner with red wine and a glass of milk.
After dinner, I began brainstorming ideas for the Identity that is the next project in design. We have to come up with an Identity for the area of San Lorenzo. I believe for mine, however, I will focus on the Central Market (as I did with the collages) and come up with an Identity for the interior of the market. I have some ideas of using color to represent different areas. I also can already see the mark that I'm going for. I've begun sketches and hope to narrow down some of the ideas by class on Thursday.
I also spent some time catching up on the political news. There's always something new to read up on and its quite entertaining the way each side attacks the other. I'm patiently waiting for my absentee ballot. I know that this election will come down to my vote. So, remember that it is I who decided the outcome of the election. Unless McCain wins.
I made a coffee, which is awesome to be able to make myself. I added milk and sugar of course. Then I became wired. I started looking at different fashion, luring me in to possibly getting my own suit while here. I guess it's ok to think this way until I see the price tags. If I do get one though, best believe that you all will be the first to know.
I talked to mom for a bit online and she sent me a recipe. I will try it out soon. It's called: chicken tetrazzini....wait for it... with a twist! We'll see how it goes. I have to find some canned goods (cream of mushroom) so if anyone knows where to find this, let me know.
A'las, I'm exhausted and the bed I made earlier looks so comfortable. I will see you all tomorrow! Goodnight!
Monday, September 22, 2008
Veintiuno
Today began at 10 AM. I showered, looked up where S. Croce is, picked out the best possible route, grabbed a banana, and ran out the door.
The walk took longer than I expected and I ended up meeting the Art History class late at the Basilica of S. Croce. We saw a lot of the church and museum that connects to it. Class went over a few minutes, therefore making me inevitably late for bookmaking. I got to the class just as she was finishing up the demo, however, I examined an example of the book and figured out my own means of creation. I left class at 3:30 and headed home for a late lunch/snack. I made bruschetta with tomatoes, onion, basil, garlic powder, pepper, olive oil, and a touch of peperoncino. It was delish.
After this I attempted to work on my collage. However, the mac I borrowed from Libby's ram wasn't sufficient enough to open my document. I'm going to borrow Heather's mac tomorrow to finish it up before class. I then rested for a bit by trying to take a nap only to wake up what seemed like 2 minutes after my eyes closed. I left for the video meeting.
Lucio, Heather's husband, made us dinner. Stuffed ravioli (heather, what were they called?), two kinds of eggplant, one fried and one cooked with mozzerella and tomato sauce, bread, spinach, and fresh mozzerella and tomato. It was a fantastic meal and tasted great. Lucio did an excellent job. We also viewed the old SACI promotional video and discussed what we liked and disliked about it. We're going to view some other videos and see what kind of techniques they used that may be interesting to consider for ours. There is so much information to cover within the video; however, I'm certain that we will come up with a fresh, revitalizing approach. I got home at 10:30, thirty minutes ago, and am exhausted from my day. I'm looking forward to getting a relaxing, long night's sleep to prepare for the hecticity (just go with it) that is going to consume tomorrow.
Buona Notte!
The walk took longer than I expected and I ended up meeting the Art History class late at the Basilica of S. Croce. We saw a lot of the church and museum that connects to it. Class went over a few minutes, therefore making me inevitably late for bookmaking. I got to the class just as she was finishing up the demo, however, I examined an example of the book and figured out my own means of creation. I left class at 3:30 and headed home for a late lunch/snack. I made bruschetta with tomatoes, onion, basil, garlic powder, pepper, olive oil, and a touch of peperoncino. It was delish.
After this I attempted to work on my collage. However, the mac I borrowed from Libby's ram wasn't sufficient enough to open my document. I'm going to borrow Heather's mac tomorrow to finish it up before class. I then rested for a bit by trying to take a nap only to wake up what seemed like 2 minutes after my eyes closed. I left for the video meeting.
Lucio, Heather's husband, made us dinner. Stuffed ravioli (heather, what were they called?), two kinds of eggplant, one fried and one cooked with mozzerella and tomato sauce, bread, spinach, and fresh mozzerella and tomato. It was a fantastic meal and tasted great. Lucio did an excellent job. We also viewed the old SACI promotional video and discussed what we liked and disliked about it. We're going to view some other videos and see what kind of techniques they used that may be interesting to consider for ours. There is so much information to cover within the video; however, I'm certain that we will come up with a fresh, revitalizing approach. I got home at 10:30, thirty minutes ago, and am exhausted from my day. I'm looking forward to getting a relaxing, long night's sleep to prepare for the hecticity (just go with it) that is going to consume tomorrow.
Buona Notte!
Sunday, September 21, 2008
Twenty.
I slept til noon.
I showered, made a sandwich, read the NY times online, and grabbed some things I'd need for the design center.
I designed two collages at the design center. I was there for about 2 and a half hours and the computer was going ridiculously slow. A girl who is helping with the video, Libby, is allowing me to borrow her mac tomorrow so that I can finish the third collage.
I came home, sat around for a while, and then reheated some pasta that I had the other night, adding new sauce, peperoncino with aglio (garlic) spice, and pepper. With it a glass of juice. I checked some emails and read some things from gallup.com. I talked to Antonio for a little bit and then wasted some time on the adobe and apple websites, doing fake orders to see how much things really cost. An imac and a macbook pro is only $5,000. I quickly closed that window.
I also spent some time looking up recipes and such to see what all I can make for the dinners to come. I love cooking and being in Italy only perpetuates that. I'm also craving cheesecake so perhaps I can make one from scratch soon. I'm excited for this week, and am very interested to see how the classes go. I've been really motivated so far. I'm also loving the weather. It's been in the 70's and my room has been pretty cool throughout the day. I'm able to sleep comfortably, even though the supposed comforter that was provided with the room is thinner than a sweatshirt.
I'm astonished, also, that I've been here for 20 days already. It is flying by so quickly. I was walking home from designing today, thinking about how smoothly everything is going at the moment. It's easy to fall in love with the way of living here. Being able to take coffee breaks as needed to take strolls through the streets. Although it is beautiful, there is a lot that can be fixed. People allow their dogs to defecate on the sidewalks without cleaning up after them, they throw down wrappers and cigarette butts without thinking twice. There is graffiti everywhere, ruining the architecture that was once excellent. There is a smell at times too, reminiscent of porta-potties, that seems to linger in certain areas. With all good things, there are bad, and I suppose Florence is no exception.
However, there are times when the air has the freshest, most crisp aroma to it. Occasions when the breeze feels perfect on your skin, and it is during those moments that you can't help but to close your eyes and smile at the remarkable ambience that surrounds you.
Ciao.
I showered, made a sandwich, read the NY times online, and grabbed some things I'd need for the design center.
I designed two collages at the design center. I was there for about 2 and a half hours and the computer was going ridiculously slow. A girl who is helping with the video, Libby, is allowing me to borrow her mac tomorrow so that I can finish the third collage.
I came home, sat around for a while, and then reheated some pasta that I had the other night, adding new sauce, peperoncino with aglio (garlic) spice, and pepper. With it a glass of juice. I checked some emails and read some things from gallup.com. I talked to Antonio for a little bit and then wasted some time on the adobe and apple websites, doing fake orders to see how much things really cost. An imac and a macbook pro is only $5,000. I quickly closed that window.
I also spent some time looking up recipes and such to see what all I can make for the dinners to come. I love cooking and being in Italy only perpetuates that. I'm also craving cheesecake so perhaps I can make one from scratch soon. I'm excited for this week, and am very interested to see how the classes go. I've been really motivated so far. I'm also loving the weather. It's been in the 70's and my room has been pretty cool throughout the day. I'm able to sleep comfortably, even though the supposed comforter that was provided with the room is thinner than a sweatshirt.
I'm astonished, also, that I've been here for 20 days already. It is flying by so quickly. I was walking home from designing today, thinking about how smoothly everything is going at the moment. It's easy to fall in love with the way of living here. Being able to take coffee breaks as needed to take strolls through the streets. Although it is beautiful, there is a lot that can be fixed. People allow their dogs to defecate on the sidewalks without cleaning up after them, they throw down wrappers and cigarette butts without thinking twice. There is graffiti everywhere, ruining the architecture that was once excellent. There is a smell at times too, reminiscent of porta-potties, that seems to linger in certain areas. With all good things, there are bad, and I suppose Florence is no exception.
However, there are times when the air has the freshest, most crisp aroma to it. Occasions when the breeze feels perfect on your skin, and it is during those moments that you can't help but to close your eyes and smile at the remarkable ambience that surrounds you.
Ciao.
Saturday, September 20, 2008
Day 19
I woke up at 9:30 and showered and read the NY times online. After a little while, Vincent came in to say goodbye and then packed up his things to head back to France. It was great to meet him and hopefully our paths will cross again some day. I went out to the kitchen shortly after he left and there was a shopping cart in our kitchen. Inside, a note from Vincent: "I give you a caddie for your next shopping!" I cracked up in laughter. I can just imagine him carrying this heavy cart upstairs, banging the staircase with easy step.
The kitchen was disgusting. I had to do something about it, so I flipped into cleaning mode and made the kitchen spotless. I scrubbed the sauce and grease that had been caked onto the stove top, washed all the dishes that seem to pile up (i wash all of the dishes I use immediately, however some don't have the same courtesy). I also organized the shelves with all of our food and misc. items. I had to scoot the fridge over to make room for our newly acquired bike (which weighs so much, I don't know if it can honestly be used. Also, can you just imagine me walking down the streets of Florence with a shopping cart? Talk about standing out). After cleaning, I made scrambled eggs with melted asiago cheese, biscuits with jelly that was accompanied with a glass of tropical juice. I took pictures of the kitchen, to document a setting which I'm sure will not last longer than 3 days.
After breakfast, I looked up some flight information so I was prepared for when I called Student Universe back. They had my departure flights home beginning at 8:50 am and lasting all the way until 5:30 am (italy time). So if I were to go to the airport at 6:50, I'd be traveling nearly 24 hours in planes/airports for layovers. I finally called Student Universe when I found a flight for the same price, same day, and less time. The representative, Liliana, called United and worked out a better deal for me. Now my flight leaves at 8:50 am but I will get home at 1 am (italy time). Although the day will be long, it won't be as long.
In between dealing with this, I called my grandpa and chatted with him for a while. Because of the whole electric thing, I haven't been able to get in contact with him. I told him about what I've been up to and about the flight thing. After talking to him, I ran to the supermarket to get a few things. These things, which didn't seem like a lot, ended up costing me 31 euro. I was shocked. I went home. On the way in I met the new roommate (the one who took Vincent's room). His name is Pedro and he is from Mexico. We talked briefly, then I put the groceries away, and checked emails. I called mom and talked to her for a while too, we talked about Nice, France and how they have a lot of remarkable things to see. I would definitely like to see this place while I'm here. I hope to see as many places as possible!
After speaking to her, I made dinner. Chicken and peas. Finally, a break from the pasta. I had a glass of white wine it. After cleaning up, I watched the first two episodes of Entourage, read an article about Bradley Cooper, and then posted this entry.
Now, I intend to catch up on some other tv shows that I'm missing and relax for the rest of the night. Ciao!
The kitchen was disgusting. I had to do something about it, so I flipped into cleaning mode and made the kitchen spotless. I scrubbed the sauce and grease that had been caked onto the stove top, washed all the dishes that seem to pile up (i wash all of the dishes I use immediately, however some don't have the same courtesy). I also organized the shelves with all of our food and misc. items. I had to scoot the fridge over to make room for our newly acquired bike (which weighs so much, I don't know if it can honestly be used. Also, can you just imagine me walking down the streets of Florence with a shopping cart? Talk about standing out). After cleaning, I made scrambled eggs with melted asiago cheese, biscuits with jelly that was accompanied with a glass of tropical juice. I took pictures of the kitchen, to document a setting which I'm sure will not last longer than 3 days.
After breakfast, I looked up some flight information so I was prepared for when I called Student Universe back. They had my departure flights home beginning at 8:50 am and lasting all the way until 5:30 am (italy time). So if I were to go to the airport at 6:50, I'd be traveling nearly 24 hours in planes/airports for layovers. I finally called Student Universe when I found a flight for the same price, same day, and less time. The representative, Liliana, called United and worked out a better deal for me. Now my flight leaves at 8:50 am but I will get home at 1 am (italy time). Although the day will be long, it won't be as long.
In between dealing with this, I called my grandpa and chatted with him for a while. Because of the whole electric thing, I haven't been able to get in contact with him. I told him about what I've been up to and about the flight thing. After talking to him, I ran to the supermarket to get a few things. These things, which didn't seem like a lot, ended up costing me 31 euro. I was shocked. I went home. On the way in I met the new roommate (the one who took Vincent's room). His name is Pedro and he is from Mexico. We talked briefly, then I put the groceries away, and checked emails. I called mom and talked to her for a while too, we talked about Nice, France and how they have a lot of remarkable things to see. I would definitely like to see this place while I'm here. I hope to see as many places as possible!
After speaking to her, I made dinner. Chicken and peas. Finally, a break from the pasta. I had a glass of white wine it. After cleaning up, I watched the first two episodes of Entourage, read an article about Bradley Cooper, and then posted this entry.
Now, I intend to catch up on some other tv shows that I'm missing and relax for the rest of the night. Ciao!
Friday, September 19, 2008
one eight
I went to bed last night at 3 am, woke up this morning at 8:15. These short nights of sleep must end, and will end tonight!
All of the people that are helping with the SACI promo video that I'm making met at Heather's at 9 am. We went over the tentative calendar and tried out each camera to get familiar with the different settings on them. After the group left, Heather helped me find some trains to Munich for Oktoberfest. For now, the estimated date of travel is October 2. I'm excited. I also had lunch there, two pastas, ham, mozzarella, bread, and wine. Perfecto!
I then went to SACI to meet up with Nicki to tell her about the trains. We looked up some eurail pass info for her, and then met in the SACI lobby for a tour of an exhibition at Marino Marini Museum. The artwork presented (mostly painting, with some drawings and multimedia) was by Jules Maidoff, who is the founder of SACI. He founded the school. (http://www.julesmaidoff.com/) We walked around, and then proceeded with a fireside chat-esque Q and A with Jules. He is very articulate and explained some work, some principles, and some disagreements with various topics.
After the exhibition, I went back to SACI to drop of the video camera (Jules was my first true taping so far for the video) And there, at last, was my camera cord! So, within the inclusion of this post, you may find the flickr link to the right updated with new pictures! (a new link is also there, so that I can show more pictures..check out both frequently) As I returned home, I finally got to relax. The initial plans were to travel to Munich tonight and spend all day tomorrow at Oktoberfest, but the lack of train availability pushed us to the 2nd, which was better because now we have more time to plan the trip. I made dinner and had wine, cleaned my room, and have spent the last couple of hours doing nothing except listening to music and uploading photos. Ah, the weekends are so nice.
And I shall rest for tonight; for tomorrow is unknown; tomorrow is mysterious; tomorrow is...
All of the people that are helping with the SACI promo video that I'm making met at Heather's at 9 am. We went over the tentative calendar and tried out each camera to get familiar with the different settings on them. After the group left, Heather helped me find some trains to Munich for Oktoberfest. For now, the estimated date of travel is October 2. I'm excited. I also had lunch there, two pastas, ham, mozzarella, bread, and wine. Perfecto!
I then went to SACI to meet up with Nicki to tell her about the trains. We looked up some eurail pass info for her, and then met in the SACI lobby for a tour of an exhibition at Marino Marini Museum. The artwork presented (mostly painting, with some drawings and multimedia) was by Jules Maidoff, who is the founder of SACI. He founded the school. (http://www.julesmaidoff.com/) We walked around, and then proceeded with a fireside chat-esque Q and A with Jules. He is very articulate and explained some work, some principles, and some disagreements with various topics.
After the exhibition, I went back to SACI to drop of the video camera (Jules was my first true taping so far for the video) And there, at last, was my camera cord! So, within the inclusion of this post, you may find the flickr link to the right updated with new pictures! (a new link is also there, so that I can show more pictures..check out both frequently) As I returned home, I finally got to relax. The initial plans were to travel to Munich tonight and spend all day tomorrow at Oktoberfest, but the lack of train availability pushed us to the 2nd, which was better because now we have more time to plan the trip. I made dinner and had wine, cleaned my room, and have spent the last couple of hours doing nothing except listening to music and uploading photos. Ah, the weekends are so nice.
And I shall rest for tonight; for tomorrow is unknown; tomorrow is mysterious; tomorrow is...
Thursday, September 18, 2008
Day Seventeen Point Five
So, a few minutes after posting Day Seventeen, Vincent invited me to go out with him and his two friends. When I walked downstairs to meet them outside, I had no idea what was in store for me. We were riding bikes! I was instantly scared because I'm not so used to the Italian way of driving.
We rode our bikes all the way to the bottom of the hill at San Miniato (which I mentioned previously) and stopped at a restaurant there. Vincent and Hillary had some food, while we all split a bottle of white wine. The bottle cost 28 euro, which we split.
After this, we rode around some more, and attempted to stop a small bar that they knew of. It was closed, though, so we headed to a 'electronic' music club. They were charging a 13 euro cover charge, so we skipped out of that place in an instant. We finally headed to a small winery. I got a mix drink that tasted a little like when you mix cranberry juice and orange juice. It was good, and not strong at all. While there, Vincent's colleague left and took the bike I was using with him. Therefore, Vincent, Hillary, and I walked home. It took about 20 minutes, but it was refreshing. The night air here is so good compared to Cincinnati. I just arrived back and wanted to let you guys know of my biking rite of passage.
Goodnight!
We rode our bikes all the way to the bottom of the hill at San Miniato (which I mentioned previously) and stopped at a restaurant there. Vincent and Hillary had some food, while we all split a bottle of white wine. The bottle cost 28 euro, which we split.
After this, we rode around some more, and attempted to stop a small bar that they knew of. It was closed, though, so we headed to a 'electronic' music club. They were charging a 13 euro cover charge, so we skipped out of that place in an instant. We finally headed to a small winery. I got a mix drink that tasted a little like when you mix cranberry juice and orange juice. It was good, and not strong at all. While there, Vincent's colleague left and took the bike I was using with him. Therefore, Vincent, Hillary, and I walked home. It took about 20 minutes, but it was refreshing. The night air here is so good compared to Cincinnati. I just arrived back and wanted to let you guys know of my biking rite of passage.
Goodnight!
Day Seventeen
Four hours went by way too quick.
I woke up at 8 am, startled from the alarm. And then upset because of it. I got up, dressed, and left for Art History. Surprisingly, no heavy eyes found me while listening to the lecture. I had to distract myself at times by sketching, which I hardly do anymore. Who knows though, perhaps Florence is just the cure to get me motivated back into drawing. I had to take a mini break, about half way through the 2 hour lecture, to walk around and wake up a bit. When I returned, Helen commented about my leaving. She said to please try and stay during the entire lecture because it is very possible to miss something important. She then, wonderfully and with complete generosity, she showed me the slides I missed to quickly catch me up.
After class, I checked the mailbox for the cord. Still nothing. I really hope that it was not lost in the mail. I then ventured home for breakfast and a quick nap before my 1 o'clock class. I got home at 10:40, made scrambled eggs and toast with jelly. I talked to Vincent for a bit about how tired I was. Complaining makes things so much easier, I think. Then attempted to take a power nap. Set the alarm for 12:30 and when it went off, reset it for 12:40.
Graphic Design was tough today. Not that it was difficult, but that the sleep my body needed was now catching up with me. I worked on the computer the whole time, once again starting over with my collage. Finally, I was able to go home. I ate some pasta for a late lunch at 4, then wandered to my bed, where I slept for 2.5 hours. It was a remarkable rest. Now, almost two hours after the nap, I'm wide awake, re-energized, and ready to get some reading done. Unfortunately, my lack of sleep mixed with the forced concentration on the computer forced me to put on my glasses once I woke from my nap. Today marks the first day since I've been here that I've worn them.
I talked to mom today and the power has finally been turned back on at the house. They went for 48 (i mean 86) hours without electricity. It's crazy! However, one of our fish died, which upsets me.
Sometimes, when I lie down, I'm amazed at how relaxed I am here. I can imagine being home and it comforts me, but it is so peaceful in Florence. Now that the weather has become cooler, and I've grown slightly accustomed to my schedule, It seems that I can now, finally, breathe. I get this weird feeling when I think about where I am, and the journey that I've taken so far to get here. It's been tough, especially the planning stages. Last year, I would have thought this experience to be unlikely to ever occur. I worked hard though to make sure that it happened, and it has. I'm thankful for my safety while here, and especially grateful that I am able to remain in close contact with family and friends back home. I thank you all for commenting on my entries because it helps to alleviate any anxieties that I would have if I had to be completely shut off from you all.
Grazie.
I woke up at 8 am, startled from the alarm. And then upset because of it. I got up, dressed, and left for Art History. Surprisingly, no heavy eyes found me while listening to the lecture. I had to distract myself at times by sketching, which I hardly do anymore. Who knows though, perhaps Florence is just the cure to get me motivated back into drawing. I had to take a mini break, about half way through the 2 hour lecture, to walk around and wake up a bit. When I returned, Helen commented about my leaving. She said to please try and stay during the entire lecture because it is very possible to miss something important. She then, wonderfully and with complete generosity, she showed me the slides I missed to quickly catch me up.
After class, I checked the mailbox for the cord. Still nothing. I really hope that it was not lost in the mail. I then ventured home for breakfast and a quick nap before my 1 o'clock class. I got home at 10:40, made scrambled eggs and toast with jelly. I talked to Vincent for a bit about how tired I was. Complaining makes things so much easier, I think. Then attempted to take a power nap. Set the alarm for 12:30 and when it went off, reset it for 12:40.
Graphic Design was tough today. Not that it was difficult, but that the sleep my body needed was now catching up with me. I worked on the computer the whole time, once again starting over with my collage. Finally, I was able to go home. I ate some pasta for a late lunch at 4, then wandered to my bed, where I slept for 2.5 hours. It was a remarkable rest. Now, almost two hours after the nap, I'm wide awake, re-energized, and ready to get some reading done. Unfortunately, my lack of sleep mixed with the forced concentration on the computer forced me to put on my glasses once I woke from my nap. Today marks the first day since I've been here that I've worn them.
I talked to mom today and the power has finally been turned back on at the house. They went for 48 (i mean 86) hours without electricity. It's crazy! However, one of our fish died, which upsets me.
Sometimes, when I lie down, I'm amazed at how relaxed I am here. I can imagine being home and it comforts me, but it is so peaceful in Florence. Now that the weather has become cooler, and I've grown slightly accustomed to my schedule, It seems that I can now, finally, breathe. I get this weird feeling when I think about where I am, and the journey that I've taken so far to get here. It's been tough, especially the planning stages. Last year, I would have thought this experience to be unlikely to ever occur. I worked hard though to make sure that it happened, and it has. I'm thankful for my safety while here, and especially grateful that I am able to remain in close contact with family and friends back home. I thank you all for commenting on my entries because it helps to alleviate any anxieties that I would have if I had to be completely shut off from you all.
Grazie.
Wednesday, September 17, 2008
16
It has been a very exhausting day. it is now 3:44 am. I will update this post tomorrow to tell you about my day! It was so adventurous!
Goodnight!!
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Four hours of sleep has left me tired, but I have to update this post and tell you about my yesterday.
I woke up at 10:30 am, attemped to take a shower. The water was ice cold, and remained ice cold until I finally gave up. I got dressed, ate a pear, and headed in the direction of the Duomo. I've noticed, as I'm sure millions of others have, that the Duomo is an excellent guide. I knew of a supply store near there, so once I found that, I was in business. I had to go to Zeccio to get some decorative paper for book arts. After this, I went to SACI, dropped serigraphy (because I don't want to be loaded with too many classes and miss out on Florence itself), checked for the camera cord, and then cut through the market on my way to class. I stopped at some vendors to try and haggle the price of a pair of sunglass from 8 euro down to 3. He said no. Maybe next time!
I went to class and we made one book, and started another. Both were accordion style and I will show you them once they're completely finished. During the break, I went to get an espresso and burnt my tongue. After class, I went home to make lunch, which was actually reheated pasta and ravioli. It was pretty good, but I found out that Italian culture isn't so into the whole reheating thing. When their pasta is done, it is time to eat. No questions asked.
I spoke to my mom on the phone, whose power was still out. I still can't fathom going through that. I thought 2 - 3 hours of no electric was bad. I watched the beginning of Trainspotting, and then Vincent got home. He was going to watch a soccer match, then he'd give me a call once he got back with his car at 10:30 pm. We were going to Pisa! He had to pick up his friend from the airport and asked me if I'd want to tag along. Of course! While he was gone, I worked on my collage for design.
We ended up leaving for Pisa at 11 pm, with her expected arrival time to be 11:30, we were surely not going to make it on time. We talked on the way about our different cultures and how our way of living differs where we grew up. We also talked about some traveling that we've each done. We finally made it to the airport at 11:50, which was fine because her flight was slightly delayed. After getting her, our adventure truly began. We spent atleast 30 minutes driving around in circles, over the Arno River, back around, to the center, the outskirts, and finally found a map of Pisa. We looked, figured out our best plan of attack, and set sail. We had to park and walk to the tower, and it was truly breathtaking to see in person. All of the times I've seen it in books could not compare to what it is like in person. It's like that with everything I've seen so far. Pictures just don't cut it. After seeing the tower, we went to a small cafe. We each ordered a sandwich, and three drinks, with the total coming to 35 euro. I was shocked, I couldn't even articulate my thoughts. I guess because it was the only place open, they could get away with it. I reluctantly paid, and we got back in the car at 2:18 am. I fell asleep almost immediately. We arrived to florece by quarter after three, and finally arrived to the apartment and parked at 3:30. I tried to get online, but the compare was going super slow and I was so exhausted. I posted a brief message on this post, then went to bed.
Four hours went by way too quick.
Goodnight!!
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Four hours of sleep has left me tired, but I have to update this post and tell you about my yesterday.
I woke up at 10:30 am, attemped to take a shower. The water was ice cold, and remained ice cold until I finally gave up. I got dressed, ate a pear, and headed in the direction of the Duomo. I've noticed, as I'm sure millions of others have, that the Duomo is an excellent guide. I knew of a supply store near there, so once I found that, I was in business. I had to go to Zeccio to get some decorative paper for book arts. After this, I went to SACI, dropped serigraphy (because I don't want to be loaded with too many classes and miss out on Florence itself), checked for the camera cord, and then cut through the market on my way to class. I stopped at some vendors to try and haggle the price of a pair of sunglass from 8 euro down to 3. He said no. Maybe next time!
I went to class and we made one book, and started another. Both were accordion style and I will show you them once they're completely finished. During the break, I went to get an espresso and burnt my tongue. After class, I went home to make lunch, which was actually reheated pasta and ravioli. It was pretty good, but I found out that Italian culture isn't so into the whole reheating thing. When their pasta is done, it is time to eat. No questions asked.
I spoke to my mom on the phone, whose power was still out. I still can't fathom going through that. I thought 2 - 3 hours of no electric was bad. I watched the beginning of Trainspotting, and then Vincent got home. He was going to watch a soccer match, then he'd give me a call once he got back with his car at 10:30 pm. We were going to Pisa! He had to pick up his friend from the airport and asked me if I'd want to tag along. Of course! While he was gone, I worked on my collage for design.
We ended up leaving for Pisa at 11 pm, with her expected arrival time to be 11:30, we were surely not going to make it on time. We talked on the way about our different cultures and how our way of living differs where we grew up. We also talked about some traveling that we've each done. We finally made it to the airport at 11:50, which was fine because her flight was slightly delayed. After getting her, our adventure truly began. We spent atleast 30 minutes driving around in circles, over the Arno River, back around, to the center, the outskirts, and finally found a map of Pisa. We looked, figured out our best plan of attack, and set sail. We had to park and walk to the tower, and it was truly breathtaking to see in person. All of the times I've seen it in books could not compare to what it is like in person. It's like that with everything I've seen so far. Pictures just don't cut it. After seeing the tower, we went to a small cafe. We each ordered a sandwich, and three drinks, with the total coming to 35 euro. I was shocked, I couldn't even articulate my thoughts. I guess because it was the only place open, they could get away with it. I reluctantly paid, and we got back in the car at 2:18 am. I fell asleep almost immediately. We arrived to florece by quarter after three, and finally arrived to the apartment and parked at 3:30. I tried to get online, but the compare was going super slow and I was so exhausted. I posted a brief message on this post, then went to bed.
Four hours went by way too quick.
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
quindici
It was very difficult to motivate myself to get out of bed this morning. I set my alarm for 9:30, although I actually got up at 10:15. I showered, read some forums (some of the most interesting stuff I've read in a while) and then worked on a collage for design class. I finished with the collage at 12:35, and rushed to make a sandwich before the 1 o'clock class began. I wore jeans today because it is still chilly. I love it. I'm so happy that the heat has subsided and I can get full nights of sleep. Trust me, if you were in this room, you'd be thankful too.
During class, we had a guest speaker come in to talk about collage, photo montage, continuity, and discontinuity amongst graphic design. It was interesting to see the different styles and inspired me to start over on my own collage and pursue a different avenue. During class, we were given a break to get a coffee. Espresso was the chosen one and it tasted so good! Once back in class, Camilla kind of introduced the next assignment, which is to design an Identity for San Lorenzo Square. I already have some ideas and am really inspired to begin working on both. During class, I talked to Nicki about going to Oktoberfest this weekend, and we're thinking we can get a small group of people that want to go. It should be a blast and I'm totally pumped for it!
After class, I went to the SACI building to see if I've received my camera cord yet, but still nothing. I also wanted to ask about the trains here, but I was directed to go see a travel agency. I'll do that tomorrow. On the way back to the apartment, I stopped at a little vendor in the market to ask how much the sunglasses were. He told me six euro, I said thanks and began to walk away (because I didn't have any money on me at the time. As I was walking, he yelled, 'five euro!.' I smiled, walked home, and grabbed some money for the supermarket to get more groceries. The last trip lasted me 9 days, which in the long run will save a lot of money. Unfortunately, I figured out my daily budget while here. It is so scary that I don't even want to write it in this entry for hope that by not writing it, it isn't a real figure.
I turned in an application for a 'Carta Record' at ilcentro supermercati (which is like the kroger plus card that I mentioned previously) I bought: yogurt, milk, two cheeses, mortadella, eggs, bread, two pastas, two sauces, 6 big waters (1.5 liters each), juice, two Birra Moretti's, a bottle of wine (Chianti), tomatoes, pears, bananas, and some pepper for 27 euro.
I went back home, talked to some friends online, and started dinner. I made penne rigate pasta with a combo of sauce, basil, and pepper. I had a glass of wine, milk, and some bread with it. Delicious. Vincent came home and our dinners overlapped a bit. He had ravioli. He is traveling to Pisa tomorrow to pick up a friend of his and I may tag along. Its about a 40 minute car ride and should be fun. After dinner, I helped Antonio with some photoshop stuff that he's doing and then called my mom. The power is still out there and they were forced to get rid of a lot of the fridge contents. It's so crazy to think that the hurricane offset the weather enough to do so much damage to Ohio.
It hasn't been a terribly long day, yet I'm looking forward to relaxing for a bit before bed.
Buona Notte! Ciao!
During class, we had a guest speaker come in to talk about collage, photo montage, continuity, and discontinuity amongst graphic design. It was interesting to see the different styles and inspired me to start over on my own collage and pursue a different avenue. During class, we were given a break to get a coffee. Espresso was the chosen one and it tasted so good! Once back in class, Camilla kind of introduced the next assignment, which is to design an Identity for San Lorenzo Square. I already have some ideas and am really inspired to begin working on both. During class, I talked to Nicki about going to Oktoberfest this weekend, and we're thinking we can get a small group of people that want to go. It should be a blast and I'm totally pumped for it!
After class, I went to the SACI building to see if I've received my camera cord yet, but still nothing. I also wanted to ask about the trains here, but I was directed to go see a travel agency. I'll do that tomorrow. On the way back to the apartment, I stopped at a little vendor in the market to ask how much the sunglasses were. He told me six euro, I said thanks and began to walk away (because I didn't have any money on me at the time. As I was walking, he yelled, 'five euro!.' I smiled, walked home, and grabbed some money for the supermarket to get more groceries. The last trip lasted me 9 days, which in the long run will save a lot of money. Unfortunately, I figured out my daily budget while here. It is so scary that I don't even want to write it in this entry for hope that by not writing it, it isn't a real figure.
I turned in an application for a 'Carta Record' at ilcentro supermercati (which is like the kroger plus card that I mentioned previously) I bought: yogurt, milk, two cheeses, mortadella, eggs, bread, two pastas, two sauces, 6 big waters (1.5 liters each), juice, two Birra Moretti's, a bottle of wine (Chianti), tomatoes, pears, bananas, and some pepper for 27 euro.
I went back home, talked to some friends online, and started dinner. I made penne rigate pasta with a combo of sauce, basil, and pepper. I had a glass of wine, milk, and some bread with it. Delicious. Vincent came home and our dinners overlapped a bit. He had ravioli. He is traveling to Pisa tomorrow to pick up a friend of his and I may tag along. Its about a 40 minute car ride and should be fun. After dinner, I helped Antonio with some photoshop stuff that he's doing and then called my mom. The power is still out there and they were forced to get rid of a lot of the fridge contents. It's so crazy to think that the hurricane offset the weather enough to do so much damage to Ohio.
It hasn't been a terribly long day, yet I'm looking forward to relaxing for a bit before bed.
Buona Notte! Ciao!
Monday, September 15, 2008
fourteen
I woke up at 10 AM, showered, ate a pear (oh man, so delicious) and headed towards the Duomo. I went a new route, which seemed to be pretty fast. I examined the map before leaving my apartment so I cut through some streets like I've lived in Florence my entire life. I even heard some Italians say, "Man, he must have lived here his entire life."
Okay, I made it up.
I got to the Duomo and met up with my art history class. We were given head sets to wear so that we could hear Helen speak while we were inside. We got to see the main Nave and the art/architecture that makes it up. We also got to go underneath the floor, which was my favorite part. Underneath you can see the remains of some Roman houses that existed long before a church even claimed the site. You could also see two floors to churches that existed before the current Florence church. There existed an Early Christian floor as well as a Romanesque. It is so intriguing seeing all of the different eras of architecture at once.
After the hour and forty-five minute personal tour, class was dismissed. I went to an art store called Salvini to try and find some decorative paper for Book Arts. They had none and so I headed home to pick up some other paper that I needed and to grab a quick sandwich. Book Arts began at 1:30 today (usually, it begins at 1) and we learned how to create an accordion book. It was really fun and takes an extreme level of craft to make. I love this kind of stuff, though, as craftsmanship is always something that I devote a lot of time to. After the accordion book, I made my sketchbook for the class. I will show you pictures of both as soon as I can.
After class, I went home. I had a pretty bad headache since art history, I assume from trying to focus on the top of the dome at all the art. I normally wear glasses, but I became so used to them that when I took them off, I would get headaches. So, since I've gotten to Florence, I haven't worn them once. It's been nice to not have to rely on them so much. The weather was pretty chilly today, which may have had something to do with the headache also.
I called mom today because Tony mentioned that a lot of power had gone out in Ohio. She said ours has too, and went out yesterday at 2:30 EST. She told me that in some places the power will be out for an entire week. She also mentioned that my grandpa and uncles house is out of power too. After speaking with her, I relaxed and watched a movie. I then made dinner and began thinking of some ideas for my design project. I have to make three collages. I'm contemplating whether or not to make three separate pieces, or to make a series of three.
Now, due to popular request, I present 10 Italian words/phrases:
Good Morning = Buon Giorno
What's your name? = Come ti chiami?
How are you? = Come stai?
Fine, thank you = Bene, grazie
How old are you? = Quanti anni hai?
Where are you from? = Da dove vieni?
What's your job? = Qualè il tuo lavoro?
Can I have a coffee? = Posso avere uno caffè
How much does it cost? = Quanto costa?
I speak a little Italian = Parlo poco Italiano
Okay, I made it up.
I got to the Duomo and met up with my art history class. We were given head sets to wear so that we could hear Helen speak while we were inside. We got to see the main Nave and the art/architecture that makes it up. We also got to go underneath the floor, which was my favorite part. Underneath you can see the remains of some Roman houses that existed long before a church even claimed the site. You could also see two floors to churches that existed before the current Florence church. There existed an Early Christian floor as well as a Romanesque. It is so intriguing seeing all of the different eras of architecture at once.
After the hour and forty-five minute personal tour, class was dismissed. I went to an art store called Salvini to try and find some decorative paper for Book Arts. They had none and so I headed home to pick up some other paper that I needed and to grab a quick sandwich. Book Arts began at 1:30 today (usually, it begins at 1) and we learned how to create an accordion book. It was really fun and takes an extreme level of craft to make. I love this kind of stuff, though, as craftsmanship is always something that I devote a lot of time to. After the accordion book, I made my sketchbook for the class. I will show you pictures of both as soon as I can.
After class, I went home. I had a pretty bad headache since art history, I assume from trying to focus on the top of the dome at all the art. I normally wear glasses, but I became so used to them that when I took them off, I would get headaches. So, since I've gotten to Florence, I haven't worn them once. It's been nice to not have to rely on them so much. The weather was pretty chilly today, which may have had something to do with the headache also.
I called mom today because Tony mentioned that a lot of power had gone out in Ohio. She said ours has too, and went out yesterday at 2:30 EST. She told me that in some places the power will be out for an entire week. She also mentioned that my grandpa and uncles house is out of power too. After speaking with her, I relaxed and watched a movie. I then made dinner and began thinking of some ideas for my design project. I have to make three collages. I'm contemplating whether or not to make three separate pieces, or to make a series of three.
Now, due to popular request, I present 10 Italian words/phrases:
Good Morning = Buon Giorno
What's your name? = Come ti chiami?
How are you? = Come stai?
Fine, thank you = Bene, grazie
How old are you? = Quanti anni hai?
Where are you from? = Da dove vieni?
What's your job? = Qualè il tuo lavoro?
Can I have a coffee? = Posso avere uno caffè
How much does it cost? = Quanto costa?
I speak a little Italian = Parlo poco Italiano
Sunday, September 14, 2008
Day 13
I can't stress enough how good it felt to sleep in this morning. The fan felt so great that I used the sheet to cover up with. It was a remarkable feeling of not having anything specific to wake up for, and to just...rest.
I got out of bed, and figured it would be pretty close to noon. I was shocked that it was only a little past nine. I got online, checked some emails, and got a shower. I talked to Heather who mentioned stopping by and seeing the apartment later in the afternoon, and then headed out to do some laundry. I wanted to get everything clean again so that I could start over with the beginning of the second week already here.
I went to a lavanderia about 10 minutes away. I put all my clothes into one of my suitcases and used that to transport them. The washer took two tokens, which costs 3,50 Euro each. The dryer costs another token, so for one load (a pretty big load) costs 10,50 euro. Hopefully, I won't be visiting the lavanderia too often during my stay because it is so expensive. But, it's necessary and complaining probably won't change that fact.
I went home, cleaned the room so that everything was organized, attempted to use the vaccuum, gave up because of how incredibly awful it was, and made lunch. While the clothes were drying, I ran next door to the supermarket and got some fries. Now, my intention was to make something reminiscent of home: a burger and fries. Although, it seemed to look decent enough, the truth was that it was covered in grease and didn't taste as appetizing as I had hoped. I ate the burger and only a few fries because when coming I planned to eat healthy and exercise as often as possible.
After eating, Heather, Lucio (her husband) and the children stopped by to check out the apartment. We tried out a microphone she brought with Vonage to see how well it worked. It works nicely, and only costs 3 euro. She let me borrow it for the night and tomorrow I will try to get my own.
After they left, I called my mom and talked to her for a while. Vincent returned in the evening and we talked about what he's doing for his PhD. We tried some cheeses that he bought and had a beer as well. We also fixed the dvd player. It's funny because instead of it working normally, where the disc drawer will open and extend outward, we took the entire top of the dvd player off so that the disc can be inserted from the top since the drawer is stuck. We each had pasta for dinner and I told him about Ravenna, showing him pictures. We said our ciao's and headed to our respective rooms. I spent a while catching up with friends on aim and browsing some websites. Finally, it is time to get some sleep and prepare for the week to come.
And so, I conclude this entry with a quote by Leonardo DaVinci:
"Every now and then go away, have a little relaxation, for when you come back to your work your judgement will be surer."
I got out of bed, and figured it would be pretty close to noon. I was shocked that it was only a little past nine. I got online, checked some emails, and got a shower. I talked to Heather who mentioned stopping by and seeing the apartment later in the afternoon, and then headed out to do some laundry. I wanted to get everything clean again so that I could start over with the beginning of the second week already here.
I went to a lavanderia about 10 minutes away. I put all my clothes into one of my suitcases and used that to transport them. The washer took two tokens, which costs 3,50 Euro each. The dryer costs another token, so for one load (a pretty big load) costs 10,50 euro. Hopefully, I won't be visiting the lavanderia too often during my stay because it is so expensive. But, it's necessary and complaining probably won't change that fact.
I went home, cleaned the room so that everything was organized, attempted to use the vaccuum, gave up because of how incredibly awful it was, and made lunch. While the clothes were drying, I ran next door to the supermarket and got some fries. Now, my intention was to make something reminiscent of home: a burger and fries. Although, it seemed to look decent enough, the truth was that it was covered in grease and didn't taste as appetizing as I had hoped. I ate the burger and only a few fries because when coming I planned to eat healthy and exercise as often as possible.
After eating, Heather, Lucio (her husband) and the children stopped by to check out the apartment. We tried out a microphone she brought with Vonage to see how well it worked. It works nicely, and only costs 3 euro. She let me borrow it for the night and tomorrow I will try to get my own.
After they left, I called my mom and talked to her for a while. Vincent returned in the evening and we talked about what he's doing for his PhD. We tried some cheeses that he bought and had a beer as well. We also fixed the dvd player. It's funny because instead of it working normally, where the disc drawer will open and extend outward, we took the entire top of the dvd player off so that the disc can be inserted from the top since the drawer is stuck. We each had pasta for dinner and I told him about Ravenna, showing him pictures. We said our ciao's and headed to our respective rooms. I spent a while catching up with friends on aim and browsing some websites. Finally, it is time to get some sleep and prepare for the week to come.
And so, I conclude this entry with a quote by Leonardo DaVinci:
"Every now and then go away, have a little relaxation, for when you come back to your work your judgement will be surer."
Saturday, September 13, 2008
TW3LV3
Rise and shine at 6:20 am. I got ready, grabbed the camera, and I was off. I walked to Piazza Adua (near the train station) and met the group of students going on the trip. There were 46 of us. We went to Ravenna. Rewind.
Once everyone arrived to Piazza Adua, we walked five blocks to Piazza Indipendenza, which is actually closer to my apartment than Adua. We boarded the bus and were off on our journey. Within five minutes, I was sleeping. Awakened by Helen's voice on the intercom, I wiped the drool from my hand, and tried to listen. Helen speaks amazingly fast, with only slight room for breaths. Her passion is heard through her words and it is quite obvious that she loves Art History. My hand was tingling from leaning on it, causing it to fall asleep. We were at a rest stop for breakfast. I got a 'ciaocolato' muffin. It was rich, but good. I also ordered an espresso and re-boarded the bus to read a paper that Helen gave us on a brief history of Ravenna. This was wasteful in a sense because about 4 minutes later, she began giving us a verbal reenactment of the entire history of Ravenna. She talked for the remainder of our bus ride, which was around 40 minutes. It's relieving and scary that she knows so much. Relieving in that she is fluent enough to answer any and all questions about the topics, yet scary in that she says so much, it is sometimes tough to take it all in.
We saw many places in Ravenna, and a lot of pictures were taken, which I will try my hardest to caption once I can upload them. I will just list the places in the blog. We started off with the Mausoleum of Theodoric. Later, we saw: Theodoric's palace chapel, Baptistery of the Arians, Neonian/Orthodox Baptistery, and the Museo Arcivescovile.
And then it was time for lunch. We went to this place that serves sandwiches on flat bread. I got, you guessed it, mortadella. With it: mozzerella, pomodoro (tomatos) and mayonnaise. It was very delicious and filling.
And then the tour picked back up. We saw: Mausoleum of Galla Placidia, San Vitale (church), Tomb of Dante, San Francesco (church), and lastly ended with Sant'Apollinare in Classe. (Once I get pictures up and caption them, it will be easier to visualize each destination, rather than me trying to describe each place in the entry).
After the last church, we were able to check out some of the shops to get drinks and use the restroom before the bus ride back to Florence. I got a fragola (strawberry) ice cream cone that was perfect. We departed the church at 5:40. On the bus, I tried to sleep, which didn't happen, because the bus must have hit every bump imaginable. We arrived to Florence a little before 8, and were dropped of at San Marco. After the short hike home, I was finally able to relax. My roommates Vincent and Antonio were in the dining room/kitchen. I shared a Birra Moretti with them, told them of my day, and then ventured back to my room.
I called my grandfather to wish him a happy birthday. He told me about his get together with the family yesterday and how his day was going. They had a cookout and played some games, which sounded fun, and is something that my family and I always do together. I miss it. We discussed my trip, future adventures, and some project ideas for classes. I tried to call home after talking to Papaw. Greg answered but the connection kept cutting out. Luckily he was on gmail so I told him about my day and we discussed some other topics. Mom got on afterwards and we talked about the party and what they've been up to. It's so nice to have an outlet to communicate with them through when it's not possible to call. The fact that everyone can read these entries also helps with keeping everyone up to date with what I do.
And so, after being up for 16 hours, seeing a beautiful city, and speaking to my family, it is time to rest. Goodnight! Buona Notte!
Once everyone arrived to Piazza Adua, we walked five blocks to Piazza Indipendenza, which is actually closer to my apartment than Adua. We boarded the bus and were off on our journey. Within five minutes, I was sleeping. Awakened by Helen's voice on the intercom, I wiped the drool from my hand, and tried to listen. Helen speaks amazingly fast, with only slight room for breaths. Her passion is heard through her words and it is quite obvious that she loves Art History. My hand was tingling from leaning on it, causing it to fall asleep. We were at a rest stop for breakfast. I got a 'ciaocolato' muffin. It was rich, but good. I also ordered an espresso and re-boarded the bus to read a paper that Helen gave us on a brief history of Ravenna. This was wasteful in a sense because about 4 minutes later, she began giving us a verbal reenactment of the entire history of Ravenna. She talked for the remainder of our bus ride, which was around 40 minutes. It's relieving and scary that she knows so much. Relieving in that she is fluent enough to answer any and all questions about the topics, yet scary in that she says so much, it is sometimes tough to take it all in.
We saw many places in Ravenna, and a lot of pictures were taken, which I will try my hardest to caption once I can upload them. I will just list the places in the blog. We started off with the Mausoleum of Theodoric. Later, we saw: Theodoric's palace chapel, Baptistery of the Arians, Neonian/Orthodox Baptistery, and the Museo Arcivescovile.
And then it was time for lunch. We went to this place that serves sandwiches on flat bread. I got, you guessed it, mortadella. With it: mozzerella, pomodoro (tomatos) and mayonnaise. It was very delicious and filling.
And then the tour picked back up. We saw: Mausoleum of Galla Placidia, San Vitale (church), Tomb of Dante, San Francesco (church), and lastly ended with Sant'Apollinare in Classe. (Once I get pictures up and caption them, it will be easier to visualize each destination, rather than me trying to describe each place in the entry).
After the last church, we were able to check out some of the shops to get drinks and use the restroom before the bus ride back to Florence. I got a fragola (strawberry) ice cream cone that was perfect. We departed the church at 5:40. On the bus, I tried to sleep, which didn't happen, because the bus must have hit every bump imaginable. We arrived to Florence a little before 8, and were dropped of at San Marco. After the short hike home, I was finally able to relax. My roommates Vincent and Antonio were in the dining room/kitchen. I shared a Birra Moretti with them, told them of my day, and then ventured back to my room.
I called my grandfather to wish him a happy birthday. He told me about his get together with the family yesterday and how his day was going. They had a cookout and played some games, which sounded fun, and is something that my family and I always do together. I miss it. We discussed my trip, future adventures, and some project ideas for classes. I tried to call home after talking to Papaw. Greg answered but the connection kept cutting out. Luckily he was on gmail so I told him about my day and we discussed some other topics. Mom got on afterwards and we talked about the party and what they've been up to. It's so nice to have an outlet to communicate with them through when it's not possible to call. The fact that everyone can read these entries also helps with keeping everyone up to date with what I do.
And so, after being up for 16 hours, seeing a beautiful city, and speaking to my family, it is time to rest. Goodnight! Buona Notte!
Friday, September 12, 2008
XI
I would like to give a special shout out to my fan for working miracles last night!
I woke up at 8:23 am. Got ready and headed to Heathers for the start of an intense day. I had my first caffè ever (grazie, Heather). After a couple cookies, and a wardrobe change for Isabella, we were off and running (walking) towards the bus station. We grabbed a four ride bus pass, finally found the number 22 bus, and boarded. Alas, my first bus ride in Florence. I sat by the window to try and view some of the area as we traveled to find the post office that allegedly could possibly maybe have a letter that was sent me just two days before arriving. As we got off the bus, we walked around the center of the road, up a different street, and arrived to the PT -- Postale Italiane. (doesn't make sense, does it?) Heather helped with the translation, I handed over my passport, and observed the teller. She went to a bookshelf thats contents where hidden from my angle, and then began to walk back towards us (no!). Then, stopped by another attendent and went back to the bookcase (yes!). Then, she came back to us, with no letter. I was upset that the letter was lost, and even more upset at the fact that someone took the time to send me a letter, and it was so horribly handled.
By the way, Italians love babies. Atleast five people came up to us today to talk to the baby. It was pretty crazy. Normally, Italians have no interest in us. They just walk by with hardly a glance. But, as soon as a baby is around their demeanor totally reverses.
After the post office, we boarded the number 35 bus and headed to the Lost and Found to hopefully find Heather's backpack. They didn't have that either, so we were 0 for 2 for the day. We boarded bus 17 and headed back towards San Marco in the center of Florence. We went to the Central Market, which was a great experience. This was the first time entering, and it is filled with tons of fresh food: meat, fish, cheese, bread, fruits, and veggies. They have samples everywhere, which was pretty fascinating as well. I ordered (in Italian) 2/10 of a kg of mortadella. I also got some apple juice, milk, and a water. After the market, we headed back to Heather's place. She helped me fill out a form to get a super market card that gives discounts. Kroger plus card Italian style.
I arrived home and 1pm and was already tired. I relaxed for about an hour, made a sandwich for lunch, drank some apple juice, and then headed to meet the Art History class for our first field trip of the Baptistery and then to San Miniato al Monte. As I was walking, I apparently got mixed up in the streets, couldn't see the Duomo (which is hard not to see) and started to panic. I remember Helen (the teacher) saying that if we miss the mandatory field trips, then we have to make it up by writing a paper. That's the last thing I wanted to do. I finally found the Duomo and began running towards it. I got to the group, sweating. Then we headed inside the Baptistery where Helen explained a lot of the art work, some of the architecture, and some sculptural pieces. We also got to see the floor of the old baptistery underneath the current floor. The old baptistery was discovered during an excavation along with many other Roman buildings and houses that existed before the Renaissance.
After the baptistery we headed to San Miniato. The hike was so intense. We walked from the Duomo through some streets, across the Arno River, through some streets, through a gate, up a hill, up a stairy type hill (where it was one step up then flat for a few steps, then another step up, etc.) up some stairs, up a rigid pathway, and finally made it to the the building, which is one of Florence's oldest. As soon as we entered, a down pour presented itself. We went through and looked at some of the features, and then listened to the Gregorian chants (which i recorded the audio to and will post the link here once I get the camera cord). Monks sang songs that have been chanted since the Middle Ages.
After leaving San Miniato, I walked home and thankfully the rain had made the temperature cooler. It took about 40 minutes to finally get here, and on the way, I crossed over the Ponte Vecchio, a popular bridge in Florence. While walking, I also saw David by Michelangelo in the distance and now know exactly where to go to see it in more detail when I get the chance. I tried to swing by SACI to see if the cord had arrived yet, but they were closed. Exhausted from the day, I relaxed, read some news articles online, made dinner, showered, and then posted this very entry. amazed?
I took a ton of pics and can't wait to show you all!
Until tomorrow,
Ciao!
I woke up at 8:23 am. Got ready and headed to Heathers for the start of an intense day. I had my first caffè ever (grazie, Heather). After a couple cookies, and a wardrobe change for Isabella, we were off and running (walking) towards the bus station. We grabbed a four ride bus pass, finally found the number 22 bus, and boarded. Alas, my first bus ride in Florence. I sat by the window to try and view some of the area as we traveled to find the post office that allegedly could possibly maybe have a letter that was sent me just two days before arriving. As we got off the bus, we walked around the center of the road, up a different street, and arrived to the PT -- Postale Italiane. (doesn't make sense, does it?) Heather helped with the translation, I handed over my passport, and observed the teller. She went to a bookshelf thats contents where hidden from my angle, and then began to walk back towards us (no!). Then, stopped by another attendent and went back to the bookcase (yes!). Then, she came back to us, with no letter. I was upset that the letter was lost, and even more upset at the fact that someone took the time to send me a letter, and it was so horribly handled.
By the way, Italians love babies. Atleast five people came up to us today to talk to the baby. It was pretty crazy. Normally, Italians have no interest in us. They just walk by with hardly a glance. But, as soon as a baby is around their demeanor totally reverses.
After the post office, we boarded the number 35 bus and headed to the Lost and Found to hopefully find Heather's backpack. They didn't have that either, so we were 0 for 2 for the day. We boarded bus 17 and headed back towards San Marco in the center of Florence. We went to the Central Market, which was a great experience. This was the first time entering, and it is filled with tons of fresh food: meat, fish, cheese, bread, fruits, and veggies. They have samples everywhere, which was pretty fascinating as well. I ordered (in Italian) 2/10 of a kg of mortadella. I also got some apple juice, milk, and a water. After the market, we headed back to Heather's place. She helped me fill out a form to get a super market card that gives discounts. Kroger plus card Italian style.
I arrived home and 1pm and was already tired. I relaxed for about an hour, made a sandwich for lunch, drank some apple juice, and then headed to meet the Art History class for our first field trip of the Baptistery and then to San Miniato al Monte. As I was walking, I apparently got mixed up in the streets, couldn't see the Duomo (which is hard not to see) and started to panic. I remember Helen (the teacher) saying that if we miss the mandatory field trips, then we have to make it up by writing a paper. That's the last thing I wanted to do. I finally found the Duomo and began running towards it. I got to the group, sweating. Then we headed inside the Baptistery where Helen explained a lot of the art work, some of the architecture, and some sculptural pieces. We also got to see the floor of the old baptistery underneath the current floor. The old baptistery was discovered during an excavation along with many other Roman buildings and houses that existed before the Renaissance.
After the baptistery we headed to San Miniato. The hike was so intense. We walked from the Duomo through some streets, across the Arno River, through some streets, through a gate, up a hill, up a stairy type hill (where it was one step up then flat for a few steps, then another step up, etc.) up some stairs, up a rigid pathway, and finally made it to the the building, which is one of Florence's oldest. As soon as we entered, a down pour presented itself. We went through and looked at some of the features, and then listened to the Gregorian chants (which i recorded the audio to and will post the link here once I get the camera cord). Monks sang songs that have been chanted since the Middle Ages.
After leaving San Miniato, I walked home and thankfully the rain had made the temperature cooler. It took about 40 minutes to finally get here, and on the way, I crossed over the Ponte Vecchio, a popular bridge in Florence. While walking, I also saw David by Michelangelo in the distance and now know exactly where to go to see it in more detail when I get the chance. I tried to swing by SACI to see if the cord had arrived yet, but they were closed. Exhausted from the day, I relaxed, read some news articles online, made dinner, showered, and then posted this very entry. amazed?
I took a ton of pics and can't wait to show you all!
Until tomorrow,
Ciao!
Thursday, September 11, 2008
ten
First of all, I want to take a moment to recognize the heroes, remember those lost, and pray for the families that were unfortunately affected by the events of September 11. 7 years has passed and yet the memory will never fade.
Today began early. I woke up at 7:22, got dressed, and headed towards SACI so that we could check in and confirm our identity for the Permission to Stay form. When I arrived, the line was out the door. Luckily, because I had an 8:30 art history class, they let us skip to the front of the line. Haha, suckas! After checking in, I left to go to the meat store that has 1.5 liter waters for one euro and got that, a yogurt, and a pear. On the way back to the class, the line extended out the door and down the sidewalk atleast 30 meters. Crazy.
Art History was good. It is really interesting, but I think that I'm going to enjoy the field trips more because I will then be able to see the things she is talking about in real life. She talks so fast during the lecture its insane. She is so knowledgeable about the things she says that it is as if she is just speaking to someone non-chalantly about her childhood memories. The class was two hours, and because of my horrible night's sleep, it was tough to manage. Right after class, I spoke to Elizabeth about my scheduling options. I'm still undecided about whether or not to keep serigraphy (even though it seems to be an interesting class) just because I don't want to take on more than I can handle. If i take serigraphy I'll be taking what is equivalent to 18 credit hours. I want to be able to enjoy my stay here while still balancing classes, so chances are that I will probably drop the serigraphy. Wait and see.
After speaking with Elizabeth, I spoke to Sam at the front desk about how to get a letter that a family friend sent from back home. The letter arrived before I came to the apartment, so the mailman probably took it back to the post office. The post office in which my letter will hopefully be in a 30 minute bus ride. Also, it has been almost 2 weeks since that letter arrived, so chances of it actually being here are slim, but I'm trying to remain optimistic. Often times, employees of the post office will take whats inside for themselves if a letter is not claimed. Wish me luck!
After leaving SACI, I walked to the American Express. I converted some cash, and somehow winded up not getting what i should have. Short about 5 euro. She told me that there is a 5 euro commission but once I told her I was a student, she said that there will be no commission, but she probably didn't think I'd catch on (which by the time I did, it was too late anyway) and probably pocketed the 5 euro. It seems that some Florentine's can be pretty shady. When I left AMex, I began walking in the wrong direction. I turned around, and then ended up in the really wrong direction. I came upon the Arno River, which was a lovely surprise. It was a pretty setting, and I wish I had my camera on me to document it. I will for sure return and snap a picture soon. Finally figuring out where I was, it took me about 25 minutes to get home. I made a sandwich for lunch, grabbed the books I made yesterday to show Nicki and then snatched my camera (just in case I stumbled about something wonderful again) from my desk.
I took a new route to class, which seemed quicker. On the way I went under the street in live on, through a tunnel filled with graffiti. I forgot to take a picture. So much for grabbing the camera. In class, we talked about some of our initial ideas and then the advanced section of the group was allowed on the computer to look at previous work and some images that Camilla provided for us. After 3 hours of almost nothing, I returned home. But before doing so, I spotted a fan on the one of the shelves in the design center. I asked the secretary at the front desk if it would be ok to borrow this fan. She said yes and delighted, I scurried home. As soon as I plugged in the fan, It was like instant relief. Aside from the headache I'd gotten from the messed up monitors in the design center, I was feeling great! After a little bit of relaxation, I had dinner. Pasta with sauce, peppers, tomatoes, onions. Antonio made it and it smelled just like the pepper steak sauce my mom makes back home. I was instantly drawn to the smell and Antonio graciously offered me some.
After dinner, I headed to Heather's apartment. It is very nice, air conditioned, has a terrace, and is basically everything I wish mine had. The room's are nice, with a ceiling that reveals wooden planks, shelves above the tv stocked with books, and two bathrooms. Did i mention AC? After a few minutes, the two of us headed to SACI for her lecture. I filmed the speech which was really interesting. We also discussed a little bit about expectations and such for the video project that I'm doing. After the lecture, I walked home, stopping on the way to pick up a pint of Birra Moretti. I stuck it in the freezer 35 minutes ago, and can't wait to crack it open after posting this entry.
And so, I raise a toast.
To the heroes of 9/11 and the men and women still fighting for our country. To their safety, their hearts, and the hope that they will remain strong. Salud.
Today began early. I woke up at 7:22, got dressed, and headed towards SACI so that we could check in and confirm our identity for the Permission to Stay form. When I arrived, the line was out the door. Luckily, because I had an 8:30 art history class, they let us skip to the front of the line. Haha, suckas! After checking in, I left to go to the meat store that has 1.5 liter waters for one euro and got that, a yogurt, and a pear. On the way back to the class, the line extended out the door and down the sidewalk atleast 30 meters. Crazy.
Art History was good. It is really interesting, but I think that I'm going to enjoy the field trips more because I will then be able to see the things she is talking about in real life. She talks so fast during the lecture its insane. She is so knowledgeable about the things she says that it is as if she is just speaking to someone non-chalantly about her childhood memories. The class was two hours, and because of my horrible night's sleep, it was tough to manage. Right after class, I spoke to Elizabeth about my scheduling options. I'm still undecided about whether or not to keep serigraphy (even though it seems to be an interesting class) just because I don't want to take on more than I can handle. If i take serigraphy I'll be taking what is equivalent to 18 credit hours. I want to be able to enjoy my stay here while still balancing classes, so chances are that I will probably drop the serigraphy. Wait and see.
After speaking with Elizabeth, I spoke to Sam at the front desk about how to get a letter that a family friend sent from back home. The letter arrived before I came to the apartment, so the mailman probably took it back to the post office. The post office in which my letter will hopefully be in a 30 minute bus ride. Also, it has been almost 2 weeks since that letter arrived, so chances of it actually being here are slim, but I'm trying to remain optimistic. Often times, employees of the post office will take whats inside for themselves if a letter is not claimed. Wish me luck!
After leaving SACI, I walked to the American Express. I converted some cash, and somehow winded up not getting what i should have. Short about 5 euro. She told me that there is a 5 euro commission but once I told her I was a student, she said that there will be no commission, but she probably didn't think I'd catch on (which by the time I did, it was too late anyway) and probably pocketed the 5 euro. It seems that some Florentine's can be pretty shady. When I left AMex, I began walking in the wrong direction. I turned around, and then ended up in the really wrong direction. I came upon the Arno River, which was a lovely surprise. It was a pretty setting, and I wish I had my camera on me to document it. I will for sure return and snap a picture soon. Finally figuring out where I was, it took me about 25 minutes to get home. I made a sandwich for lunch, grabbed the books I made yesterday to show Nicki and then snatched my camera (just in case I stumbled about something wonderful again) from my desk.
I took a new route to class, which seemed quicker. On the way I went under the street in live on, through a tunnel filled with graffiti. I forgot to take a picture. So much for grabbing the camera. In class, we talked about some of our initial ideas and then the advanced section of the group was allowed on the computer to look at previous work and some images that Camilla provided for us. After 3 hours of almost nothing, I returned home. But before doing so, I spotted a fan on the one of the shelves in the design center. I asked the secretary at the front desk if it would be ok to borrow this fan. She said yes and delighted, I scurried home. As soon as I plugged in the fan, It was like instant relief. Aside from the headache I'd gotten from the messed up monitors in the design center, I was feeling great! After a little bit of relaxation, I had dinner. Pasta with sauce, peppers, tomatoes, onions. Antonio made it and it smelled just like the pepper steak sauce my mom makes back home. I was instantly drawn to the smell and Antonio graciously offered me some.
After dinner, I headed to Heather's apartment. It is very nice, air conditioned, has a terrace, and is basically everything I wish mine had. The room's are nice, with a ceiling that reveals wooden planks, shelves above the tv stocked with books, and two bathrooms. Did i mention AC? After a few minutes, the two of us headed to SACI for her lecture. I filmed the speech which was really interesting. We also discussed a little bit about expectations and such for the video project that I'm doing. After the lecture, I walked home, stopping on the way to pick up a pint of Birra Moretti. I stuck it in the freezer 35 minutes ago, and can't wait to crack it open after posting this entry.
And so, I raise a toast.
To the heroes of 9/11 and the men and women still fighting for our country. To their safety, their hearts, and the hope that they will remain strong. Salud.
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
9.
9% of my stay here is already over.
I want the weather to become colder, but the length of my stay to slow down. The experience so far has been great, and I know it will only become better. Also, be sure to check out the Flickr link on the right! I've added a few more photos!
Today, I woke up at 10 AM, once again with a decent night's sleep. This little fan, although stubborn at first, has become vital to my survival. After checking the 'net and following my usual routine of email checking, forums, and news, I made some breakfast. Scrambled eggs (its so easy to make!) and yogurt. I didn't feel so well this morning, but I rested for about an hour before heading to class.
Book Arts. Second Day. We made 3 little books. Each with a different type of stitching. 1-stitch, 2-stitch, and french stitch.
The blue is the one stitch, and has the binding visible on the outside. I also constructed the back cover to close into the front cover, concealing the pages. The green is the two stitch, and is made by stitching two separate signatures (bundles of folded paper) together with one thread, making the binding tight, and almost hidden. The orange is, of course, the french stitch, which allows the thread of the binding to be completely hidden. It was really fun, and surprisingly challenging, to make these. It's tougher than it seems to fold a stack of papers in such a way that they are all even and flush. After class, a couple of girls and I went to a supply store called Salvini where we picked up some paper for next week. We will be making accordion style books, and are required to create our own sketchbook for the class.
After getting back to the apartment, I made a sandwich. Once again: mortadella bologna, cheese, tomato. I turned on MTV but it was nothing of interest, so I went to my room. I'm not sure if it was tiredness or just slight boredom but I laid down in my bed to relax for a while. Surprising, I took a nap, which probably isn't good because I have to wake up at 7:30 AM tomorrow and now will be up later than I already am. After awaking, I made dinner. Pasta with olive oil, basil, peppers, and freshly cut tomatoes. It was kind of bland but luckily I also made some fresh bruschetta that helped to add flavor to the pasta. Another glass of wine and a cup of milk.
My arm started really hurting me and is beginning to drive me crazy. My mom is going to try and call the doctor to ask about what the process is for it to heal and how long this may take. Hopefully it doesn't take long, because i'm not supposed to apply deodorant near the wound, for obvious reasons, which makes it kind of embarrassing, for obvious reasons.
After dinner, I cleaned up, and talked to my mom some more on gmail. I've also been spending the last half hour jamming to some Led Zeppelin which has been extremely comforting.
Tomorrow I have to be at SACI at 8 AM with my passport so they can identify me, I suppose, when they turn in the Permission to Stay forms. Also, nearly a week later, is my second Art History course. I'm very excited about this and am looking forward to learning more about Florence.
Have a great night!
Ciao
I want the weather to become colder, but the length of my stay to slow down. The experience so far has been great, and I know it will only become better. Also, be sure to check out the Flickr link on the right! I've added a few more photos!
Today, I woke up at 10 AM, once again with a decent night's sleep. This little fan, although stubborn at first, has become vital to my survival. After checking the 'net and following my usual routine of email checking, forums, and news, I made some breakfast. Scrambled eggs (its so easy to make!) and yogurt. I didn't feel so well this morning, but I rested for about an hour before heading to class.
Book Arts. Second Day. We made 3 little books. Each with a different type of stitching. 1-stitch, 2-stitch, and french stitch.
The blue is the one stitch, and has the binding visible on the outside. I also constructed the back cover to close into the front cover, concealing the pages. The green is the two stitch, and is made by stitching two separate signatures (bundles of folded paper) together with one thread, making the binding tight, and almost hidden. The orange is, of course, the french stitch, which allows the thread of the binding to be completely hidden. It was really fun, and surprisingly challenging, to make these. It's tougher than it seems to fold a stack of papers in such a way that they are all even and flush. After class, a couple of girls and I went to a supply store called Salvini where we picked up some paper for next week. We will be making accordion style books, and are required to create our own sketchbook for the class.
After getting back to the apartment, I made a sandwich. Once again: mortadella bologna, cheese, tomato. I turned on MTV but it was nothing of interest, so I went to my room. I'm not sure if it was tiredness or just slight boredom but I laid down in my bed to relax for a while. Surprising, I took a nap, which probably isn't good because I have to wake up at 7:30 AM tomorrow and now will be up later than I already am. After awaking, I made dinner. Pasta with olive oil, basil, peppers, and freshly cut tomatoes. It was kind of bland but luckily I also made some fresh bruschetta that helped to add flavor to the pasta. Another glass of wine and a cup of milk.
My arm started really hurting me and is beginning to drive me crazy. My mom is going to try and call the doctor to ask about what the process is for it to heal and how long this may take. Hopefully it doesn't take long, because i'm not supposed to apply deodorant near the wound, for obvious reasons, which makes it kind of embarrassing, for obvious reasons.
After dinner, I cleaned up, and talked to my mom some more on gmail. I've also been spending the last half hour jamming to some Led Zeppelin which has been extremely comforting.
Tomorrow I have to be at SACI at 8 AM with my passport so they can identify me, I suppose, when they turn in the Permission to Stay forms. Also, nearly a week later, is my second Art History course. I'm very excited about this and am looking forward to learning more about Florence.
Have a great night!
Ciao
so, um. . . [a brief intermission]
95 degrees fahrenheit today (35 C). My motivation is that Sunday night has a low of 50 degrees F (10 C).
Tomorrow = the same
Friday = 93.
C'mon little fan, work with me here!!
Tomorrow = the same
Friday = 93.
C'mon little fan, work with me here!!
Tuesday, September 9, 2008
Octo
Last night, I finished the book. It was very good.
This morning, I woke up. It was very tough.
I set my alarm for my 9:30 so that I could get ready and check my email to see what time Heather (the teacher from Bowling Green assisting me with the video) wanted to meet. I turned my computer on at 10 AM, and didn't get the internet to work until 11:30. It was so frustrating. First the internet wasn't connected, then the web browser refused to open. After finally getting on, it was too late to meet; however, hopefully tomorrow it will work out.
I made some scrambled eggs and ate a yogurt for brunch. I grabbed my passport and headed to the post office. I was trying to inquire about a letter that I had received in the mail a day or two before I arrived. Because my name wasn't on the mailbox downstairs, the mailman must have taken it. After unsuccessfully finding my letter at the post office, and woman gave me a number to call and ask which post office it could be at. Hopefully Heather can help me with this, as I'm sure the operator only speaks Italian.
I went back to the apartment, grabbed my backpack, and headed to my first graphic design course. Although I'm in the advanced section, both the beginning and intermediate section are included in the same course, I guess, because they couldn't get enough people for three individual courses. The teacher, Camilla, has a thick Italian accent, which at times can be difficult to understand. She seemed very nice, though. We were introduced to the first assignment.
Project 1 - Hidden Perspectives Visual Journal:
SACI is located in a highly complex area, where milestones of the history of Renaissance are packed tightly together with the Central Grocery Market, a busy multicultural environment and the never-ending stream of travelers coming and going to Santa Maria Novella main railway station. Through this project, you are challenged to create a visual journalistic reportage and/or commentary on a beautiful but degraded area of Florence. Your 'fresh' and unbiased point of view is extremely valuable! Your graphic compositions, will express, together with a short text, your impressions on the Central Market area.
Final - 800 pixel by 800 pixel collage, photomontage, type.
Presentation paper - 500 words
Short text - 60 words
After she introduced us to the assignment, she went over some previous work from the course as well as some of her own. In the reflection of her monitor, on the opposite side, a girl kept dozing off. I found myself imagining what she must have went through today in order to be so tired. I've been in her position, where no matter what you do, your eyes just become so heavy. She would look at the teacher. I could tell this because it almost looked as if she were looking directly at me, and then within a fraction of a second, her head would slowly start to fall backwards, or to the side, and then, almost instantly snap back into place. By the time her eyelids touched, long enough for her head to tilt, she was awake. Frightened, in shock, probably that her head had made such a drastic movement.
I wasn't so very impressed with the work that I did see, when not watching the girl, and this motivated me. I strive off comparison, which may not be healthy, but it works. I believe that by comparing my piece to the others in the class that I believe are the best, I work harder, challenging myself to create something solid, excellent. After class, Camilla took us to various places around Florence. She showed us where Mona Lisa is buried and then took us to the Cappelle Medicee (the Medici Chapel). The artwork inside was breathtaking; ranging from painting, sculpture, relief, and the architecture itself.
After this, I helped Nicki find a phone and then grabbed a few things from the supermarket: milk, yogurt, tomatoes, and more bread. I went home and made myself a cheeseburger for linner. (my sense of timing for meals was a little off today.) I also had the remainder of the bruschetta from the other day with some biscuits. After eating, I called my grandfather to fill him in on the classes and tell him about the design project. I told him a couple of my ideas. He was very excited to speak to me and offered some of his own in return. I then spoke to my mother on gmail, briefly, before taking a shower and relaxing. A couple of hours later, the three roommates and I (Antonio from Barbados, duygo [du-we-go] from Turkey, and Vincent from France) sat around and chatted while each making our respected dinners. Mine consisted of some of the spaghetti from last night and a glass of wine. After dinner, Vincent gave me one of his beers: Birro Moretti. It was very good and I was thrilled to find a local beer that tasted good.
After we all parted ways, I posted the first half of this blog, with an alternative ending. However, somehow, someway, the second half did not post. Needless to say, I was upset. I'm sure that the second rendition is missing some details that I felt vital to the post. However, this version includes the description of the girl falling asleep, so I guess we both win. It's now midnight and I'm exhausted. Talk to you tomorrow!
This morning, I woke up. It was very tough.
I set my alarm for my 9:30 so that I could get ready and check my email to see what time Heather (the teacher from Bowling Green assisting me with the video) wanted to meet. I turned my computer on at 10 AM, and didn't get the internet to work until 11:30. It was so frustrating. First the internet wasn't connected, then the web browser refused to open. After finally getting on, it was too late to meet; however, hopefully tomorrow it will work out.
I made some scrambled eggs and ate a yogurt for brunch. I grabbed my passport and headed to the post office. I was trying to inquire about a letter that I had received in the mail a day or two before I arrived. Because my name wasn't on the mailbox downstairs, the mailman must have taken it. After unsuccessfully finding my letter at the post office, and woman gave me a number to call and ask which post office it could be at. Hopefully Heather can help me with this, as I'm sure the operator only speaks Italian.
I went back to the apartment, grabbed my backpack, and headed to my first graphic design course. Although I'm in the advanced section, both the beginning and intermediate section are included in the same course, I guess, because they couldn't get enough people for three individual courses. The teacher, Camilla, has a thick Italian accent, which at times can be difficult to understand. She seemed very nice, though. We were introduced to the first assignment.
Project 1 - Hidden Perspectives Visual Journal:
SACI is located in a highly complex area, where milestones of the history of Renaissance are packed tightly together with the Central Grocery Market, a busy multicultural environment and the never-ending stream of travelers coming and going to Santa Maria Novella main railway station. Through this project, you are challenged to create a visual journalistic reportage and/or commentary on a beautiful but degraded area of Florence. Your 'fresh' and unbiased point of view is extremely valuable! Your graphic compositions, will express, together with a short text, your impressions on the Central Market area.
Final - 800 pixel by 800 pixel collage, photomontage, type.
Presentation paper - 500 words
Short text - 60 words
After she introduced us to the assignment, she went over some previous work from the course as well as some of her own. In the reflection of her monitor, on the opposite side, a girl kept dozing off. I found myself imagining what she must have went through today in order to be so tired. I've been in her position, where no matter what you do, your eyes just become so heavy. She would look at the teacher. I could tell this because it almost looked as if she were looking directly at me, and then within a fraction of a second, her head would slowly start to fall backwards, or to the side, and then, almost instantly snap back into place. By the time her eyelids touched, long enough for her head to tilt, she was awake. Frightened, in shock, probably that her head had made such a drastic movement.
I wasn't so very impressed with the work that I did see, when not watching the girl, and this motivated me. I strive off comparison, which may not be healthy, but it works. I believe that by comparing my piece to the others in the class that I believe are the best, I work harder, challenging myself to create something solid, excellent. After class, Camilla took us to various places around Florence. She showed us where Mona Lisa is buried and then took us to the Cappelle Medicee (the Medici Chapel). The artwork inside was breathtaking; ranging from painting, sculpture, relief, and the architecture itself.
After this, I helped Nicki find a phone and then grabbed a few things from the supermarket: milk, yogurt, tomatoes, and more bread. I went home and made myself a cheeseburger for linner. (my sense of timing for meals was a little off today.) I also had the remainder of the bruschetta from the other day with some biscuits. After eating, I called my grandfather to fill him in on the classes and tell him about the design project. I told him a couple of my ideas. He was very excited to speak to me and offered some of his own in return. I then spoke to my mother on gmail, briefly, before taking a shower and relaxing. A couple of hours later, the three roommates and I (Antonio from Barbados, duygo [du-we-go] from Turkey, and Vincent from France) sat around and chatted while each making our respected dinners. Mine consisted of some of the spaghetti from last night and a glass of wine. After dinner, Vincent gave me one of his beers: Birro Moretti. It was very good and I was thrilled to find a local beer that tasted good.
After we all parted ways, I posted the first half of this blog, with an alternative ending. However, somehow, someway, the second half did not post. Needless to say, I was upset. I'm sure that the second rendition is missing some details that I felt vital to the post. However, this version includes the description of the girl falling asleep, so I guess we both win. It's now midnight and I'm exhausted. Talk to you tomorrow!
Monday, September 8, 2008
and on the seventh day...
After attempting to watch the horrendous vma's last night, I went to lay down. Exhausted, I was asleep within 10 minutes, which has been rare. And.. dun dun dun... I slept the entire night through! My small, mini, doesn't work half the time, little fan finally felt so good. I woke up at 11 am and got ready for class.
I made my first breakfast here, scrambled eggs, toast with ham, and a yogurt. Of course, in order to get the full documentation of breakfast, I snapped a photo. The photo will be placed in the blog once I get my cord. Be prepared!
Turns out I was wrong on which class I had today. Rather than graphic design (which is tomorrow) I had book arts. I was pleasantly surprised by what the course entails. We're going to have to make 10 - 12 composite books, 3-4 personally designed books, and 1 - 2 group books. It should be fun, and I'll be sure to show you each as I make them.
After class, I made a sandwich (again, photographed) with mortadella bologna, cheese, and tomato.
After sandwich, I went to the park to continue reading the book I began last week. I'm nearly finished and its been pretty good so far. A Wolf at the Table for those interested. While at the park, I also enjoyed watching what was happening around me. There was a very unique looking, slightly dirty, dog who was roaming through the park. Also, pigeons made their appearance.
After park, I made my second dinner while in Italy. It was great. It was spaghetti and sauce. Wine. Bread. Milk. Do you think I took a picture?
Finally, I went to the Survival Italian class offered through SACI. It will consist of 6 classes that help to teach you the basic phrases and vocabulary useful for traveling around Italy. The class was interesting and the teachers were helpful. I feel it will present me with some valuable information; however, it is going to take flash cards (which i've already made) in order to memorize. The hard part is actually trying to memorize them.
Overall, It was a pretty low-key day. I sense that the first week or so of classes will be like this, as they are just an introduction the course.
Goodnight!
I made my first breakfast here, scrambled eggs, toast with ham, and a yogurt. Of course, in order to get the full documentation of breakfast, I snapped a photo. The photo will be placed in the blog once I get my cord. Be prepared!
Turns out I was wrong on which class I had today. Rather than graphic design (which is tomorrow) I had book arts. I was pleasantly surprised by what the course entails. We're going to have to make 10 - 12 composite books, 3-4 personally designed books, and 1 - 2 group books. It should be fun, and I'll be sure to show you each as I make them.
After class, I made a sandwich (again, photographed) with mortadella bologna, cheese, and tomato.
After sandwich, I went to the park to continue reading the book I began last week. I'm nearly finished and its been pretty good so far. A Wolf at the Table for those interested. While at the park, I also enjoyed watching what was happening around me. There was a very unique looking, slightly dirty, dog who was roaming through the park. Also, pigeons made their appearance.
After park, I made my second dinner while in Italy. It was great. It was spaghetti and sauce. Wine. Bread. Milk. Do you think I took a picture?
Finally, I went to the Survival Italian class offered through SACI. It will consist of 6 classes that help to teach you the basic phrases and vocabulary useful for traveling around Italy. The class was interesting and the teachers were helpful. I feel it will present me with some valuable information; however, it is going to take flash cards (which i've already made) in order to memorize. The hard part is actually trying to memorize them.
Overall, It was a pretty low-key day. I sense that the first week or so of classes will be like this, as they are just an introduction the course.
Goodnight!
Sunday, September 7, 2008
sei [6]
Six days in already. It seems as though it has flown bye and I'm certain it will be no time at all until I'm flying back to the states.
I didn't go to bed last night until 4 am, partly because it was so hot, and partly because all of my friends from the states are six hours behind. I set the alarm for 11 am, quickly turning it off when it alarmed me, and continued to rest until 11:45. I did the usual stuff and made my way towards the Ikea bus shuttle. It's about a 10 - 15 minute walk to the shuttle, but its free and takes you directly to Ikea, without stopping. I was on one mission and one mission only: to get a fan. I so so desperately needed a fan because my lack of good sleep is starting to get to me.
When I got to where the buses and shuttles normally are, I had no idea where the Ikea shuttle would be. I walked around a block, finding a McDonald's on the way. Finally, I turned around and on the way back stumbled upon it. I sat and waited for about 10 minutes before the bus started and air turned on... AIR. It was so amazing. I arrived to Ikea, which is almost identical to the other one I've been to in Ohio and began my trek through the store. I finally asked someone where their fans were. She didn't understand me, and so I tried some other employees. Finally, someone understood me well enough to tell me that they were sold out. I was so devastated. Before going back to wait for the shuttle, I grabbed a swedish hot dog and an ice cream. They were delish. I went back outside at 1:27 pm. The bus didn't come back until 2:19 pm. It was probably the most boring time of my stay so far in Italy. I shouldn't complain too much, though, because there was an overcast and breeze every once in a while. I boarded the shuttle and headed back to Firenze.
I wanted to swing by a supermarket on the way home to get some much needed groceries. However, the one I went to was closed. I panicked, thinking that they would all be closed and I wouldn't be able to get anything to eat for dinner. I headed back to the apartment and my roommate told me about another super market. I headed there and got some things that will hopefully last for a while, so that I can quit spending money on paninis. I got: spaghetti, sauce, tomatoes, basil, wine, beer, milk, eggs, bread, jelly, mortadella bologna, cheese, ketchup, mayonaise, olive oil, hot dogs, hamburger patties (America, here I come) and yogurt.
At last, It was time to make my own dinner. I made bruschetta. I diced up the tomatoes, mixed in the basil and olive oil, a pinch of salt, some pepper, and voila, the perfect salsa. :] I didn't get ciabatta bread, so I took a few pieces of the bread loaf I got and spread olive oil and pepper on them and baked for about 9 minutes. I opened the wine: Chianti. It was so good and is very easy to make. I sense that bruschetta will be a common meal for my time here.
After the consumption, I decided to organize my room and get ready for my first day of class tomorrow. It's my graphic design class, so I'm excited to meet some of the other students and see how much this class differs from the design courses at Bowling Green. After cleaning, I showered, grabbed the laptop and set sail for the dining room, the coolest room I could find.
I can't wait to let you guys know how my first day goes!
Arrivederci!
I didn't go to bed last night until 4 am, partly because it was so hot, and partly because all of my friends from the states are six hours behind. I set the alarm for 11 am, quickly turning it off when it alarmed me, and continued to rest until 11:45. I did the usual stuff and made my way towards the Ikea bus shuttle. It's about a 10 - 15 minute walk to the shuttle, but its free and takes you directly to Ikea, without stopping. I was on one mission and one mission only: to get a fan. I so so desperately needed a fan because my lack of good sleep is starting to get to me.
When I got to where the buses and shuttles normally are, I had no idea where the Ikea shuttle would be. I walked around a block, finding a McDonald's on the way. Finally, I turned around and on the way back stumbled upon it. I sat and waited for about 10 minutes before the bus started and air turned on... AIR. It was so amazing. I arrived to Ikea, which is almost identical to the other one I've been to in Ohio and began my trek through the store. I finally asked someone where their fans were. She didn't understand me, and so I tried some other employees. Finally, someone understood me well enough to tell me that they were sold out. I was so devastated. Before going back to wait for the shuttle, I grabbed a swedish hot dog and an ice cream. They were delish. I went back outside at 1:27 pm. The bus didn't come back until 2:19 pm. It was probably the most boring time of my stay so far in Italy. I shouldn't complain too much, though, because there was an overcast and breeze every once in a while. I boarded the shuttle and headed back to Firenze.
I wanted to swing by a supermarket on the way home to get some much needed groceries. However, the one I went to was closed. I panicked, thinking that they would all be closed and I wouldn't be able to get anything to eat for dinner. I headed back to the apartment and my roommate told me about another super market. I headed there and got some things that will hopefully last for a while, so that I can quit spending money on paninis. I got: spaghetti, sauce, tomatoes, basil, wine, beer, milk, eggs, bread, jelly, mortadella bologna, cheese, ketchup, mayonaise, olive oil, hot dogs, hamburger patties (America, here I come) and yogurt.
At last, It was time to make my own dinner. I made bruschetta. I diced up the tomatoes, mixed in the basil and olive oil, a pinch of salt, some pepper, and voila, the perfect salsa. :] I didn't get ciabatta bread, so I took a few pieces of the bread loaf I got and spread olive oil and pepper on them and baked for about 9 minutes. I opened the wine: Chianti. It was so good and is very easy to make. I sense that bruschetta will be a common meal for my time here.
After the consumption, I decided to organize my room and get ready for my first day of class tomorrow. It's my graphic design class, so I'm excited to meet some of the other students and see how much this class differs from the design courses at Bowling Green. After cleaning, I showered, grabbed the laptop and set sail for the dining room, the coolest room I could find.
I can't wait to let you guys know how my first day goes!
Arrivederci!
Saturday, September 6, 2008
5th day / / pictures!!
I kind of slept last night... I'd say for at least a 4 hour span.
I arose today at 8 am, brushed my teeth, re-wrapped myself, got dressed, took out my notebook, set up my ipod, grabbed a few euros, and departed.
The walk to school this morning was extremely fast due to the ipod. It was a 3 song walk, which is nice. Before arriving to SACI, I grabbed a water and a yogurt. 30 minutes into class I was so hungry. An hour and 30 minutes later, I got to eat.
Rewind a little to class though. It was the first course of my semester. Early Renaissance Art History. The class sounds like it's going to be amazing. Back in the states, art history wasn't something that I was particularly compelled to study; however, the teacher is so extremely knowledgeable and kind and approachable. Not to mention, I get to travel all over Italy for free. Holla! We got a little bit more history of Italy today and she told us something that I never knew before. The city of Florence has an entire city underneath it. It is the ruins from the Romans prior to the dark ages when the city was wiped out and rebuilt into many of the buildings that are currently here now.
After class, I tried to find a super market to buy some food for the apartment. No luck with this, so instead I went to a Dolce shop and bought some salami, milk, and bread. The sandwich was great!
I came home, turned on MTV (go figure) and then decided to face the awful hot bedroom and take a nap. I awoke 20 minutes ago to the delight that my computer finally accepted and read my camera's memory card! So without further adieu, some pictures of my journey thus far. Enjoy!
Pictures!!
click the Flickr link on the right to check out the rest!
I arose today at 8 am, brushed my teeth, re-wrapped myself, got dressed, took out my notebook, set up my ipod, grabbed a few euros, and departed.
The walk to school this morning was extremely fast due to the ipod. It was a 3 song walk, which is nice. Before arriving to SACI, I grabbed a water and a yogurt. 30 minutes into class I was so hungry. An hour and 30 minutes later, I got to eat.
Rewind a little to class though. It was the first course of my semester. Early Renaissance Art History. The class sounds like it's going to be amazing. Back in the states, art history wasn't something that I was particularly compelled to study; however, the teacher is so extremely knowledgeable and kind and approachable. Not to mention, I get to travel all over Italy for free. Holla! We got a little bit more history of Italy today and she told us something that I never knew before. The city of Florence has an entire city underneath it. It is the ruins from the Romans prior to the dark ages when the city was wiped out and rebuilt into many of the buildings that are currently here now.
After class, I tried to find a super market to buy some food for the apartment. No luck with this, so instead I went to a Dolce shop and bought some salami, milk, and bread. The sandwich was great!
I came home, turned on MTV (go figure) and then decided to face the awful hot bedroom and take a nap. I awoke 20 minutes ago to the delight that my computer finally accepted and read my camera's memory card! So without further adieu, some pictures of my journey thus far. Enjoy!
Pictures!!
click the Flickr link on the right to check out the rest!
Friday, September 5, 2008
4
Sleeping still isn't very easy.
Alarm clock set for 8AM, I wake up at 7:58 hoping I'd have atleast a couple more hours to try and rest. Uppety up I go, brush teeth, change sling (I'm so tired of this thing) get dressed, grab money, and head to the bank.
I have my backpack, because I was going to go straight to SACI from the bank. Well, I'm not allowed to enter the bank with it, so I run the backpack back home, then return hoping to exchange some of the US currency I brought. After a bit of time, they exchanged 500 USD's worth, which is fine, minus the 8 euro commission fee. I digress.
I swoop up the backpack and head to a small dolce shop and get a sandwich and juice for breakfast. Walking to school was slightly interesting this morning in that there were a million (probably not exaggerating) pigeons through out the garden. They're not afraid of humans either, they fly through groups of people and walk right beside you. They're Italy's squirrel.
I arrived to SACI at about 8:40 and paid for my permission to stay. 58 euros. I then checked the emails upstairs, and met back down in the garden for our tour of local, important destinations. We were shown various art supply stores, a farmacia (that has english speaking doctors) the American Express building that probably has a better exchange deal than the bank i went to earlier. We were also shown the post office, A book store called Edison. Throughout the tour, I saw some incredible sculptures and buildings. I took pics and can't wait til I can post them all for you guys to see.
After the tour, we headed back to the main lecture room, called the Clayton Hubbs Lecture Hall, where we were given a quick, but interesting history of Italy. Although cities within Italy have been around for thousands of years, the country as a unified nation is only just over 100 years old. In the beginning of Italy's existance, many people referred to themselves by their cities, rather than 'Italian.' For example, people form Tuscany would call themselves Tuscans and had their own dialect that isn't what Italian is today. The speaker also mentioned the politics of Italian culture and how it has changed over the years.
After the lecture, I started marking my map with the places we visited earlier until a woman came to take us to the Fuji Studio where I will be taking Book Arts. Book Arts is basically different techniques for creating, binding, and illustrating books. I think that it will be a rewarding course and also allow me to combine some graphic design principles to it.
After the studio, I had to eat! I grabbed a sandwich and water from a small dolce shop and then headed back to SACI to get directions to another post office. I had to pay 50 euro to get Italian Emergency Insurance. From what I gathered, this allows me to use facilities within Florence even though I have my own insurance plan. It's a bit confusing, but necessary I suppose.
By now the time is around 2:45 pm and I head to a store called Vodaphone. I request a new sim card at the price of 10 euros and then head to a corner tobacco shop to buy some phone cards. I have yet to activate the cards, but hopefully everything goes smoothly. I pulled out the phone at the shop to show the cashier the phone, and must have set it on the counter when he handed me the phone cards.
I walk home. I grab a slice of pizza for later, some yogurt, and finally some much needed milk. (Oh, it tasted so good!) I get back to my room and within 1 minute of setting my bag down, I realize I do not have my phone. I panic, check my back pack, check my pockets again, and run out the door. The walk to the tobacco shop isn't a quick one. It takes about 15 minutes to get there, so I'm worried throughout the entire walk. I finally arrive and do not see it on the counter. I ask the guy who helped me earlier and he held it up and said something in Italian. I thanked him a few times and exhaled in relief. I finally made it back to the apartment and took off my shoes. (I have the worst blister on my right foot).
Now, it is 5:00 pm. The rest of the day will go as follows: watch tv, browse the net, figure out the phone cards, shower, eat dinner, read, and hopefully sleep.
Until tomorrow, Ciao!
Alarm clock set for 8AM, I wake up at 7:58 hoping I'd have atleast a couple more hours to try and rest. Uppety up I go, brush teeth, change sling (I'm so tired of this thing) get dressed, grab money, and head to the bank.
I have my backpack, because I was going to go straight to SACI from the bank. Well, I'm not allowed to enter the bank with it, so I run the backpack back home, then return hoping to exchange some of the US currency I brought. After a bit of time, they exchanged 500 USD's worth, which is fine, minus the 8 euro commission fee. I digress.
I swoop up the backpack and head to a small dolce shop and get a sandwich and juice for breakfast. Walking to school was slightly interesting this morning in that there were a million (probably not exaggerating) pigeons through out the garden. They're not afraid of humans either, they fly through groups of people and walk right beside you. They're Italy's squirrel.
I arrived to SACI at about 8:40 and paid for my permission to stay. 58 euros. I then checked the emails upstairs, and met back down in the garden for our tour of local, important destinations. We were shown various art supply stores, a farmacia (that has english speaking doctors) the American Express building that probably has a better exchange deal than the bank i went to earlier. We were also shown the post office, A book store called Edison. Throughout the tour, I saw some incredible sculptures and buildings. I took pics and can't wait til I can post them all for you guys to see.
After the tour, we headed back to the main lecture room, called the Clayton Hubbs Lecture Hall, where we were given a quick, but interesting history of Italy. Although cities within Italy have been around for thousands of years, the country as a unified nation is only just over 100 years old. In the beginning of Italy's existance, many people referred to themselves by their cities, rather than 'Italian.' For example, people form Tuscany would call themselves Tuscans and had their own dialect that isn't what Italian is today. The speaker also mentioned the politics of Italian culture and how it has changed over the years.
After the lecture, I started marking my map with the places we visited earlier until a woman came to take us to the Fuji Studio where I will be taking Book Arts. Book Arts is basically different techniques for creating, binding, and illustrating books. I think that it will be a rewarding course and also allow me to combine some graphic design principles to it.
After the studio, I had to eat! I grabbed a sandwich and water from a small dolce shop and then headed back to SACI to get directions to another post office. I had to pay 50 euro to get Italian Emergency Insurance. From what I gathered, this allows me to use facilities within Florence even though I have my own insurance plan. It's a bit confusing, but necessary I suppose.
By now the time is around 2:45 pm and I head to a store called Vodaphone. I request a new sim card at the price of 10 euros and then head to a corner tobacco shop to buy some phone cards. I have yet to activate the cards, but hopefully everything goes smoothly. I pulled out the phone at the shop to show the cashier the phone, and must have set it on the counter when he handed me the phone cards.
I walk home. I grab a slice of pizza for later, some yogurt, and finally some much needed milk. (Oh, it tasted so good!) I get back to my room and within 1 minute of setting my bag down, I realize I do not have my phone. I panic, check my back pack, check my pockets again, and run out the door. The walk to the tobacco shop isn't a quick one. It takes about 15 minutes to get there, so I'm worried throughout the entire walk. I finally arrive and do not see it on the counter. I ask the guy who helped me earlier and he held it up and said something in Italian. I thanked him a few times and exhaled in relief. I finally made it back to the apartment and took off my shoes. (I have the worst blister on my right foot).
Now, it is 5:00 pm. The rest of the day will go as follows: watch tv, browse the net, figure out the phone cards, shower, eat dinner, read, and hopefully sleep.
Until tomorrow, Ciao!
Thursday, September 4, 2008
tre
Imagine waking up every 20 minutes sweating.
I woke up at 11:30 today, later than I expected with my inability to sleep. However, around 8:30 I managed to drift into a dream. In the dream, I was walking the Italian streets, dressed in full Armani, walking two dogs. Suddenly, the streets became narrower eventually turning into a canal. I climbed on a raft sans dogs and began paddling my way through an unfamiliar setting. Just as the canal went around a bend, I saw two glasses of wine.
After waking up, I immediately checked my email. I received one from SACI informing me that my luggage had finally been delivered. I was excited, and immediately walked there to get them. While walking, I imagined myself wrestling two suitcases back, 3/5's of a mile, to my apartment. Then, an epiphany struck. TAXI. Sam, from SACI, called the taxi for me and it arrived within two minutes. I was amazed at how quick he got there. The route taken back to my apartment FINALLY exposed me to what Florence is all about. Large monuments and buildings that's beauty can't even be described through words. 10 minutes and 13 euros later, I was dropped off. Grazie. I don't know how I even considered wheeling the bags back from SACI after trying to carry them up the stairs of my apartment building. The third floor seemed so far away. Because the orientation was starting soon, I opened the bags, grabbed a pair of gym shoes, and left the apartment.
The orientation went well. It was hot, of course. But what isn't hot? They discussed various things to do, and not to do, around Florence. It was very informative and interesting to me because as lost as I was on the first day, any bit of information was appreciated. During the orientation, we also filled out or 'permission to stay' forms. It was funny, though, because David, the Dean, said that by the time we get the forms back, it will be almost time to leave. Awesome. I also met some of the faculty and staff of SACI that allowed me to finally put a face next to the names from the emails. After Orientation, I met with David to talk a little bit about what I'll be doing as far as the video goes for SACI. I will also be making a powerpoint that ties in with the orientations for the semesters yet to come.
After meeting with David, I ran into Caitlin, whom I chatted with a bit about Florence prior to us coming. She's been to Florence in the past so it was nice walking around with someone who was more familiar than I. She showed me the SACI living quarters, which is amazingly nice, and then we set off for a snack before the party that SACI through for all of the newcomers. On the way to the party, I came face to face with the legendary Duomo! It was so massive and empowering. I wish I could have stayed longer to see it, but there will be plenty of days for that!
The SACI party began at 6. They served us three different dishes, which I can't name, but only describe. One was a Ravioli. Another was a rice salad with tomatoes in it. The third was a spinach type pasta (similar to lasagna but without red sauce). After meeting a few people, I made my way back to the apartment.
The rest of the evening will consist of relaxing, unpacking my suitcase (which I'm very excited about) and possibly reading. A successful third day.
Perhaps tomorrow I'll finally figure out how to get my cell phone situation situated.
Ciao!
I woke up at 11:30 today, later than I expected with my inability to sleep. However, around 8:30 I managed to drift into a dream. In the dream, I was walking the Italian streets, dressed in full Armani, walking two dogs. Suddenly, the streets became narrower eventually turning into a canal. I climbed on a raft sans dogs and began paddling my way through an unfamiliar setting. Just as the canal went around a bend, I saw two glasses of wine.
After waking up, I immediately checked my email. I received one from SACI informing me that my luggage had finally been delivered. I was excited, and immediately walked there to get them. While walking, I imagined myself wrestling two suitcases back, 3/5's of a mile, to my apartment. Then, an epiphany struck. TAXI. Sam, from SACI, called the taxi for me and it arrived within two minutes. I was amazed at how quick he got there. The route taken back to my apartment FINALLY exposed me to what Florence is all about. Large monuments and buildings that's beauty can't even be described through words. 10 minutes and 13 euros later, I was dropped off. Grazie. I don't know how I even considered wheeling the bags back from SACI after trying to carry them up the stairs of my apartment building. The third floor seemed so far away. Because the orientation was starting soon, I opened the bags, grabbed a pair of gym shoes, and left the apartment.
The orientation went well. It was hot, of course. But what isn't hot? They discussed various things to do, and not to do, around Florence. It was very informative and interesting to me because as lost as I was on the first day, any bit of information was appreciated. During the orientation, we also filled out or 'permission to stay' forms. It was funny, though, because David, the Dean, said that by the time we get the forms back, it will be almost time to leave. Awesome. I also met some of the faculty and staff of SACI that allowed me to finally put a face next to the names from the emails. After Orientation, I met with David to talk a little bit about what I'll be doing as far as the video goes for SACI. I will also be making a powerpoint that ties in with the orientations for the semesters yet to come.
After meeting with David, I ran into Caitlin, whom I chatted with a bit about Florence prior to us coming. She's been to Florence in the past so it was nice walking around with someone who was more familiar than I. She showed me the SACI living quarters, which is amazingly nice, and then we set off for a snack before the party that SACI through for all of the newcomers. On the way to the party, I came face to face with the legendary Duomo! It was so massive and empowering. I wish I could have stayed longer to see it, but there will be plenty of days for that!
The SACI party began at 6. They served us three different dishes, which I can't name, but only describe. One was a Ravioli. Another was a rice salad with tomatoes in it. The third was a spinach type pasta (similar to lasagna but without red sauce). After meeting a few people, I made my way back to the apartment.
The rest of the evening will consist of relaxing, unpacking my suitcase (which I'm very excited about) and possibly reading. A successful third day.
Perhaps tomorrow I'll finally figure out how to get my cell phone situation situated.
Ciao!
Wednesday, September 3, 2008
Dia 2
Today began at noon when I woke up sweating. It was fine though because I got a good night's sleep. I re-wrapped my sling and checked my email. [thanks for the replies!]
Since my room was so hot, I moved out to the dining room which is a lovely space. The large windows open entirely which is letting in a slight but refreshing breeze. Again, the tv is on MTV, although this time its all in Italian. They keep advertising the movie Hancock heavily during commercials with Italian dialogue, which is funny because the lips don't quite match up.
I've also been doing some research for markets and stores around my apartment. There doesn't seem to be any as close as I would like. After a couple of hours doing research and actual music videos, I venture off towards SACI's main building, the Palazzo dei Cartelloni. My hope was to arrive to the building, collect my luggage, ask about where to activate a cell phone, and convert money. As I arrive, the front door to the building is locked. A few minutes later a woman leaves the building and I ask her about SACI. She tells me to go to the first floor. There is a door there with a small sign that reads SACI so I try to enter. The door is locked, so I press a small button which makes a buzz sound. I try to press the button while opening the door but still to no avail. Finally, I knock and wait for a few more minutes before leaving.
My planned 15-minute walk to SACI has left me empty handed. The airport had assured me that the luggage would be sent to SACI today but if I was not able to get inside, how would they? On the way home, I passed a market that was very nice. It had a lot of meat selections, fresh bread, and fruit. I will venture in tomorrow to see more and to hopefully buy a few things. I walked from the Palzzao dei Cartelloni to the Design Center located a few blocks away. This, too, was closed. A little annoyed, I walked back to the apartment. I emailed SACI asking why the door was locked. I then went to the corner market and bought some bread and meat for a couple of sandwiches. A few hours later, I checked emails, hoping that SACI would have emailed me informing me of either luggage, or why they were closed. Nothing. After an uneventful day, I showered, changed the gauze, and relaxed. I began reading a book that I bought for the flight but never felt the urge to start while flying.
Now, 70 pages in, I've decided to update you all on my second day in Italia.
Ciao!
Since my room was so hot, I moved out to the dining room which is a lovely space. The large windows open entirely which is letting in a slight but refreshing breeze. Again, the tv is on MTV, although this time its all in Italian. They keep advertising the movie Hancock heavily during commercials with Italian dialogue, which is funny because the lips don't quite match up.
I've also been doing some research for markets and stores around my apartment. There doesn't seem to be any as close as I would like. After a couple of hours doing research and actual music videos, I venture off towards SACI's main building, the Palazzo dei Cartelloni. My hope was to arrive to the building, collect my luggage, ask about where to activate a cell phone, and convert money. As I arrive, the front door to the building is locked. A few minutes later a woman leaves the building and I ask her about SACI. She tells me to go to the first floor. There is a door there with a small sign that reads SACI so I try to enter. The door is locked, so I press a small button which makes a buzz sound. I try to press the button while opening the door but still to no avail. Finally, I knock and wait for a few more minutes before leaving.
My planned 15-minute walk to SACI has left me empty handed. The airport had assured me that the luggage would be sent to SACI today but if I was not able to get inside, how would they? On the way home, I passed a market that was very nice. It had a lot of meat selections, fresh bread, and fruit. I will venture in tomorrow to see more and to hopefully buy a few things. I walked from the Palzzao dei Cartelloni to the Design Center located a few blocks away. This, too, was closed. A little annoyed, I walked back to the apartment. I emailed SACI asking why the door was locked. I then went to the corner market and bought some bread and meat for a couple of sandwiches. A few hours later, I checked emails, hoping that SACI would have emailed me informing me of either luggage, or why they were closed. Nothing. After an uneventful day, I showered, changed the gauze, and relaxed. I began reading a book that I bought for the flight but never felt the urge to start while flying.
Now, 70 pages in, I've decided to update you all on my second day in Italia.
Ciao!
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