Sounds fun doesn't it?

Two trips to the zoo for two consecutive days...

My (non-architecture) friends were all saying how lucky I was when I told them this.

Heck, if they had known that us, archi people, were down there just to do measurements of the zoo's entrance and not to go sightseeing, they would have sung a different tune.

I'm starting to loathe the place...

We have gone there to record how wide this or that space is, how high the ceiling is, angle of the sloping ceiling, how many tiles on the courtyard, how many planks on the floor, how many ceiling tiles, how many wooden trellis strips on the roof...
You get the picture...

Then we have to draw an elevation, site plan, section, plan and a MODEL with all these information...

And I didn't even get to step inside.

Sigh...

We were told to scram a couple of times by the security personnel. Even our studio tutors were not spared on the first day we went down.

What the hell? Like as if a bunch of students are a treat to the zoo's security...

Do we look like terrorists to you?
With our measuring tapes and notebook and pen?
Do we look like we will blow ourselves up anytime soon?

Or is the zoo a military installation?
We can't even take pictures (of the structure)?
Are they 'worried' we might (gasp...) replicate the zoo?

When we went down on the second day (without the tutors' supervision) I was made to leave by one of the security guards there (rather rudely, he threatened to call the police).
Which was ridiculous, cause I was just holding a pencil and sketchbook, counting the number of ceiling tiles.

What? Am I going to launch a missile directly into the centre of the roof after getting that piece of information?

What a guy to do then to avoid suspicions?

Act like a tourist...
Which wasn't hard for a camera whore like myself to do.

The animals there obviously hated me.

My camera-whoring Studio 2...

Labels: architecture, school

Sounds fun doesn't it?

Two trips to the zoo for two consecutive days...

My (non-architecture) friends were all saying how lucky I was when I told them this.

Heck, if they had known that us, archi people, were down there just to do measurements of the zoo's entrance and not to go sightseeing, they would have sung a different tune.

I'm starting to loathe the place...

We have gone there to record how wide this or that space is, how high the ceiling is, angle of the sloping ceiling, how many tiles on the courtyard, how many planks on the floor, how many ceiling tiles, how many wooden trellis strips on the roof...
You get the picture...

Then we have to draw an elevation, site plan, section, plan and a MODEL with all these information...

And I didn't even get to step inside.

Sigh...

We were told to scram a couple of times by the security personnel. Even our studio tutors were not spared on the first day we went down.

What the hell? Like as if a bunch of students are a treat to the zoo's security...

Do we look like terrorists to you?
With our measuring tapes and notebook and pen?
Do we look like we will blow ourselves up anytime soon?

Or is the zoo a military installation?
We can't even take pictures (of the structure)?
Are they 'worried' we might (gasp...) replicate the zoo?

When we went down on the second day (without the tutors' supervision) I was made to leave by one of the security guards there (rather rudely, he threatened to call the police).
Which was ridiculous, cause I was just holding a pencil and sketchbook, counting the number of ceiling tiles.

What? Am I going to launch a missile directly into the centre of the roof after getting that piece of information?

What a guy to do then to avoid suspicions?

Act like a tourist...
Which wasn't hard for a camera whore like myself to do.

The animals there obviously hated me.

My camera-whoring Studio 2...

Labels: architecture, school

1. A day at the zoo...