1st class of the new semester, continuing with the same subject but much more in detail.
The first half of the class was about the basic introduction as to what new and different is this course this semester.
We all also looked upon what seminar was like in the first semester.
We then continued with learning as to what text is , how and why is it important? and how largely it plays a very important role in design?
One very significant thing about text what I feel is it gives voice , it gives words to your work, it explains what your work or art means, it explains your thoughts, feelings, ideas behind the work you have done.
Text helps to convey your message behind the work you have done, it helps you to list ideas with better clarity , it also helps to develop thoughts with proper facts and knowledge.
The second half of the class was all about discussing the novel we are going to study this semester which is called INVISIBLE CITIES BY I, CALVINO.
We then were discussing about what could invisible cities mean to us , according to me it speaks more about spaces, spaces to accommodate in, or also could mean the cities I imagine to exist, or the perfect world .
We then were discussing as to what spaces largely mean? And what a personal space means to one another?
For me personal space is an area which exists and is completely called to be mine, a place of privacy, place to accommodate myself in, a place which means something more to me, where I stay and spend some me time, a place which reminds me of something close to me.
We then had an exercise to write a short write up in whichever style we want to describe your own personal space.
Before we started with it we also discussed the various ways one expresses about their personal space:
- It could be a description
- It could be by explaining your emotional connect with that space,
- It could be the comfort and warmth you get while you are in your space
- It could be through personification
- Could be narrative
- And could also be thematic.
MY SPACE – MY ROOM
My space which is apparently that one bed I have in a shared room , in a pg apartment in Bombay is what I call as my personal space.The corner of the room where my bed is placed right next to the terrace is what I call as mine.
Well it doesn’t give me the comfort, love and pleasure the way my own room back home gives me.
I have not yet felt that attachment , maybe because I haven’t made enough of memories yet just the way I have at home in Pune , but yes I have tried to settle in and call it my personal space.
My sequence pillow with my picture on it gifted to me by my younger brother gives me that emotional connect feeling, my family photo frame on the bedside table gives me that comfort, my bunny house slippers gives me that homely feeling about my space here in Mumbai.
That bed in the corner of my sharing room is where I laugh, cry, binge watch, contemplate about stuff, sleep, video chat with family , work and stay happy makes it close to me and identifies as my own personal space.
My personal space, my bed in the corner of the bedroom is what I call as mine.
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