Late. very late. I know. But there is a time when the dedication to the work has to override the desire to show your progress to the world. Nonetheless, here is a little bit Spring of 2012.
This last semester I took 4 classes: Ballet, Italian, Pattern Making (again) and Draping.
Ballet was the most wonderful experience. I decided to take it because I found myself all hunched over and with a lot of back pain from working on a very low table while making patterns. What I discovered was that not only my body loves ballet – it responded quickly and transformed itself in a matter of a couples of weeks – my mind loves ballet too. With a great instructor that made great connections between the ability to move my body and keep a good posture with the walk of life, I learned much more than just how to do a plie.
Italian is a language that I’ve always wanted to learn. I think it sounds beautiful. Besides, that’s where most of ancestors are from. It was a fun and easy class to take. It has lots in common with my first language, Portuguese, which made all the difference.
As for pattern making I had to take it again. I failed it the first time for reasons that don’t exactly matter. In the industry, your reasons don’t really matter. If you’re not dead, don’t be late, don’t forget, don’t complain. Business is business and as for the first time I took pattern making I was fired. But that was actually a blessing. I would never know I didn’t know pattern making if I hadn’t really learned it. The second time was the charm. The instructor was not only much better than the previous one, she has also won awards for costume design. She understood my need to express myself through fabric and garments and did not spend one second of her life trying to get me to do “wearable” garments. She taught me what she taught everyone else and allowed each and every one of us the freedom to use this or that collar as we felt the need to. More often than not we learned from our own mistakes. Some fabric just doesn’t listen. Fabric talks and WE, the designers, MUST listen. All worth it.
The draping class was somewhat a disaster. The teacher was very unorganized and lack the most important: the ability to pass he infinite knowledge. Don’t get me wrong. The man knows his stuff. He just can’t relay the information. Hopefully, Draping II will be with the same second pattern making instructor.