West Coast, Best Coast

Back in August, I had the long-overdue pleasure of taking my first trip out to California. First stop: San Francisco. As Mark Twain once wrote, the coldest winter I ever spent was a summer in San Francisco.
Golden Gate Bridge

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Letter Collector

The past few weeks have involved lots of weekend trips for me and though I feel fairly well traveled for a 22-year-old, I have to admit that I have never been beyond the east coast. When an old friend from high school moved to Kansas City for work, I took his new locale as an opportunity to visit the midwest and explore a new place. It was a fun weekend, and what I really enjoyed was our stops to two antique stores where I picked up a new hobby.

The first find.

The first find.


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So Long, Farewell…

So I’m IAD bound in about 9 hours. Today, the last full day in Wien, we spent the final moments visiting shoemakers, curators with master drawings, fashion boutiques and listening to the final thoughts of Gregor over some wine. The best part was visiting the surprise location for drinks, where we stepped off the elevator onto the 18th floor of a hotel bar to be greeted by a panoramic view of Vienna. It couldn’t have been a better way to spend our last night. Sadly, Tate gave us all some farewell advice today in classroom 3 one last time, where I think we were all secretly choking back tears as we started reflecting over the past five weeks. Even harder was saying goodbye to him and Kaky in the hotel lobby tonight. I know we’re all so grateful to have had him as a professor and guide here. I think it’s safe to say what we’ve learned from him will not only stay with us during this trip, but for the rest of our lives.

It really is hard to believe that the trip has already come to an end. But as Tate keeps reminding us, this trip will continue for much longer than five weeks. We can’t let it end now. I’m coming home with inexplicable amounts of knowledge, insight, ideas, projects, thoughts, souvenirs, connections, resources, sketchbooks, photographs and more. We all hold an accountability to take these things, bring them home and make a difference. I’m not gonna lie, I’m not looking forward to the adjustment of life back at home, and when you ask me “how was Vienna?” I might not be able to vocalize my thoughts. You’re either going to get a one-word response, a joke, or a line of absurdity. There’s just no other way, ya know?

Vienna Studio ’11 truly was a transformation—I discovered so much about myself, learned the importance of so many things, and met so many amazing people, not only professionals in studios, but new friends on the trip with me. It has truly been beyond incredible. See ya in the states. HOO-AH.