During this last week, I have begun to understand a lot of things.
Relating my practice and myself. It’s refreshing.
I realise the importance of keeping a blog like this, of uploading my work to it and explaining it the best possible way.
I understand the importance of ideas and design sheets.
From visiting museums and galleries, I have seen how important presentation is. I have noted things that visually benefit work and also things I shouldn’t do.
In general I have started to look at work from a more professional point of view.
I believe I wouldn’t have if it wasn’t for this place. At least I think it would’ve taken me a long time.
Being here has also opened my eyes to a lot of other things.
I feel more appreciative of some things in Cardiff, in relation to studies and in general what my life is there. My boyfriend, my brothers and my friends.
I knew this before, but I think I have accepted that this isn’t the UK and it will never be. Things are different here and I am the one who has to be able to bend and adjust to them. Things shouldn’t have to adjust to me. I felt this when I moved to the UK, but that was many years ago, I was younger. I forgot.
THE BEAUTY OF TRAVELLING!
In every day life, things seems to be so much better in a country we don’t live.
Nothing is routine and that is exciting.
Today has been raining. The rain is BEAUTIFUL! When it rains, it really rains. All day. It is heavy and WET! (Yes, the rain is wet). I mean it is impossible to leave the house without an umbrella or a long waterproof coat because you will be soaking wet in minutes.
Which takes me to my next point.
The streets in Venice are narrow; too narrow to accept umbrellas! There are too many people with umbrellas trying to move around streets that seem to be 30cm wide.
The way I see things. This probably explains why pigeons suddenly seem to be rare birds which must be given attention and food. I see the same in Cardiff. Tourists feeding GULLS!
Tourists are really testing my patience. But nobody else seems to be too bothered.
I think I am a pretty calm person, except when I am trying to walk at my own peace (which is FAST) and people stop without giving warning or stand all across bridges too take photos. Big groups seem to think the best place to sit is on the stairs, blocking the way :’)
My dad always said: “El que se me atraviese me lo llevo”
(I’m running over whoever is on the way)
I have thought this many times.
But then again,I cant really blame them. This is a beautiful city and every corner, bridge and narrow street is a great photo opportunity!
I am starting to get used to and feel more at ease with the Italian way. Which is very relaxed and the complete opposite of what life is in the UK.
Italians are interesting people, I guess I had forgotten that.
In a shop, they give everyone a loud “Good morning” or “Good evening” and will wish you a good day when leaving.
They are very passionate people.
I enjoy seen them arguing, joking and with their families.
Sometimes it feels just TOO relaxed!
Uni wise, I try to keep myself as busy as possible. Working ideas on paper, reading for the dissertation proposal which has to be handed in a month and visiting as many galleries and museums as possible.
But I don’t really feel like I’ve done a lot.
I am still a bit confused about what is expected of me.
It has been a months and things do feel better, I hope the continue to improve.