Please watch the video on Frank Lloyd Wright and the Prairie School. It can be found here.
As you watch, answer the questions in this guide: Video Watching Questions – Frank Lloyd Wright
Please watch the video on Frank Lloyd Wright and the Prairie School. It can be found here.
As you watch, answer the questions in this guide: Video Watching Questions – Frank Lloyd Wright
Design Design #1
Due: Wed. 4/15
This assignment asks you to create a design about design history. You will design a visual lay-out of cultural forces — related to a form of 19th century design from 1850-1900.
You will also turn in 5 page (typed, double-spaced) paper, in which you explain relevant background information on the object and your design choices.
Fundamental steps:
More specific guidelines:
As you select information and create your design, consider these questions:
Requirements for the visual form:
This should NOT look like a science fair poster with lots of little paragraphs of information. You may use single words or simple phrases. The composition, font, color, and other design choices must be the primary means of communicating the relationships among these forces.
Your diagram should NOT look like a simple timeline, but, instead, should be visually explore the complex cultural matrix in which this object existed.
Requirements for the paper:
CITATIONS:
Victoria and Albert Museum http://collections.vam.ac.uk/
Metropolitan Museum of Art http://www.metmuseum.org/collections/search-the-collections http://www.metmuseum.org/toah/world-regions/#/10/World-Map
Museum of Modern Art http://www.moma.org/explore/collection/index
Vitra Design Museum http://www.design-museum.de/en/information.html
PRESENTATIONS:
Please watch the video on the Crystal Palace (produced by the Victoria and Albert Museum). It can be found here.
Please answer the questions found here: Crystal Palace video and reading questions
I’ve stolen the title of this essay from George Orwell, who, in 1946, loaded his explanation with phrases like “Writing a book is a horrible, exhausting struggle, like a long bout of some painful illness.”
Sheesh. So, why did Eric Arthur Blair (a.k.a. Orwell) write?
He laid out four “great motives”:
Sheer Egoism
Aesthetic Enthusiasm
Historical Impulse
Political Purpose
I suppose I relate most to the first two. Sheer Egoism? Sure. I find writing both ego-stroking and soothing. Aesthetic Enthusiasm? Absolutely. Arriving at le mot juste — or the right combination of mots — is liberating and satisfying.
And as for the last two? Well, I want to contribute good novels for smart, young readers, but my ego hasn’t been stroked quite enough to feel like I’m participating in the grand Historical Impulse. And while I try to pepper my middle grade and young adult novels with ideas about socio-economic structures, I can’t really say that I’m driven by Political Purpose.
Orwell has lots of weighty, important things to say about these four great motives. (You can read the complete essay here).
But, for me, he really hits home at the end of his essay, where he gets quite charming and self-deprecating and says that it all boils down to compulsion. He says writers write because they are propelled by “some demon whom one can neither resist nor understand.”
This particular demon has only recently come to stay with me.
There I was, minding my own business — trying very, very hard to mind my own business: Raising two daughters, doing some freelance writing, teaching a few classes, and struggling to finish my Ph.D. I had plenty of business to mind. But then a little demon flew into my head. An idea for a novel.
And it wouldn’t leave me alone. My attention was pulled more and more toward character names, plot ideas, turns of phrases. The opening sentence. Oh, I adored thinking about that opening sentence. The whole thing became a fantasy land to which my mind flew.
But it was all theoretical. I hadn’t written a word. Finally, I sat down with my laptop, debating whether to open up a fresh, blank Word document. I told myself, “Don’t do it. Finish your dissertation first. Don’t do it.”
But, of course, I did it. I opened up that document and started writing my very first piece of fiction.
Well, my first piece of fiction as an adult.
In his essay, Mr. Orwell wrote, “From a very early age, perhaps the age of five or six, I knew that when I grew up I should be a writer.”
It wasn’t that way for me, although I did write a fair bit as a kid: mostly poetry and short stories, including a very, very earnest story called, “Friends Forever.” I wasn’t exactly a prodigy. But I did enjoy making things up and writing them down in my loopy, girly script.
And then, as I grew up, I drifted away from fiction. I became an academic and then a freelance art critic, and I wrote a fair bit of non-fiction. I still do, and I love that process.
No. I am grateful for that process. Through the cherry-picking of words that will articulate what I want to say, I figure out what I am saying. It’s how I understand art and history and theories more deeply.
Now that I think about it — write about it — it’s like Orwell’s Historical Impulse, which he describes as “the desire to see things as they are.”
But fiction is different. It takes me places I didn’t even know I could imagine. Writing fiction is magical. Sometimes, I am almost breathless when I write, and that’s not an exaggeration. I want to find out what happens next.
Of course other times — often, really — it’s plodding and sticky. But when it’s flowing, and I’m in it, really in the writing, it’s as close to alchemy as I’m ever going to get. The characters talk to each other. The next element in the plot is revealed. Or, all of a sudden, something insists on being inserted into an earlier chapter. I rewrite as I write. I understand as I go. And I keep going until I’ve created something out of nothing.
So, now, this alchemical escapism has become its own demon. A friendly, if slightly nagging, demon that I have welcomed into my life, onto my couch where I sit with my laptop, wondering where the writing will take me.