Sunday, January 27, 2008

my days of hand modeling are officially o-v-e-r.

I used to find solace in the fact that being an artist usually required very little in the way of math. And by very little I mean almost none. As in: I can successfully use a ruler, I can balance my checkbook, I can read the measuring cup with ease.

I’m ok with that.

Week two however introduced me (quite in depth) to official jeweler math. Not that I was unaware that it was there, just that its never been pounded into me quite so extensively in my life.

Looooooong gone are my days of artistically “winging it” or “eyeballing” anything.

Yessiree. The official system of weights and measures is called the Troy system. On top of learning a completely new weight system updownandsideways, I was also thumped with all sorts of tasty conversion scales, different metal alloys, karats and at the end of that, politely suggested to that it would be wise to learn the metric system. Apparently the common standard issue Ameri-kan way of measuring things is not only obsolete most everywhere else in the world, its antique. It doesn’t work for nearly anything I do.

Awesome

I am also getting really good at measuring whatever you can think of with my spankin new vernier calipers. For instance: my head is like, 116.8 mm wide, if I remember correctly. My friend was measuring his nose. And I caught one of my classmates measuring his kneecap.

Watch out jewelry, here we come!

I also had math homework for the first time in years. Yeeeaaarrrs. Monday night I sat down with my homework and a cup of hot cocoa (for comfort) and proceeded to panic. By the way, I had to root through three boxes of stuff to see if I even HAD a calculator anymore.









Turns out I do and it’s the exact same one I never used in high school math.





The good news is I got through the 15 conversion, weights and measures questions while sobbing and swearing in one hour and 20 minutes but I don’t know how I did yet. Stay tuned.

Does anyone know what a Florentine finish looks like? I do. This entire week at some point or another each day, I was slapping a Florentine finish on something. I had to. Our instructor said its on our first bench test in a week and a half. I florentined not one, not two, but four practice brass rings (all the way around), one of my own because I hate brass, and the sides of our mini man rings, project # 5,895. I even had a dream about it two nights ago. Come on.





Ive been sleeping, eating and breathing textures and measurement systems this week.





Pleh


Hand Injury Total for week two is as follows:
  • saw blade finger slice: 1
  • file slices even though I have safety edges on them:4
  • minor stab wound from brand new graver: 1
  • miscellaneous saran wrap serrated edge cut early thursday morning trying to wrap up sandwhich: 1.

Week three preview: two quizzes and we start with the torches! Stay tuned for burn stories!






In peace and solidarity, my friends.

Sunday, January 20, 2008

Week One, 25 more to go.


new people, new environment, new emotions. its almost too much to try to describe and have you, sweet reader, understand how i feel or what I'm going through. but one thing I'm good at is trying.


I knew the best way to blog about all this new experience was to sort of jot down the overload on paper as the week progressed, and then i could compile it into some sort of comprehensive mish-mash for the rest of you to sort through and digest.


good luck.


thing is, i washed the paper i wrote it all on on accident. Lucky for me i folded it so many times and jammed it so deep in my pocket that it sort of survived.




remnants of WEEK ONE HI LITES:


walking up to that door my first day of class was as emotional as you would expect it to be for me, considering everyone and everything that was given up to get here.

vow to self: kick some serious a**.

Debit card in hand, my first experience with the cafe on campus revealed that not only are espresso shots only 95 cents, they also only take cash. Lucky for me that my new favorite barista (after Ms. M. Pants, of course), William, let me take the espresso on my word that i would pay the next day. oh and did i mention that i asked for a double, but he accidentally made me a quadruple for the price of a double? true story.


an honor system for live giving caffeine. bless you, my new friend.


I have two instructors, Jerry and Jack. Between the two of them they have roughly 50 years of experience in the industry. They're intelligent and enlightening and I'm feeling grateful to be learning from them.


In our classroom we have what is called a smart board. I don't know if any of you have ever seen one of these, but I'm going to try and explain how cool this thing is. for all practical purposes, it looks like a dry erase board. however, its hooked up to Jerry's computer and he's able to display his computer screen on the smart board through a projector on the ceiling. NOW, what makes it a smart board is that he can pick up a special pen, draw on the board and then move what he just drew around with his hand . for instance: we had a demo on sharpening and customizing our gravers and he popped up a screen that showed an unaltered graver. then he drew on that projection to show us where to cut the spine on it. and then he moved that illustration over with his hand and drew on it again to show us how NOT to cut it. coolest thing i've ever seen. Like that movie with Tom Cruise in it, but not that cool.


the smart board also is hooked up to a really sweet set of cameras that zoom in on the bench he's at and project the pieces he's demonstration techniques on. to give you an idea, his thumb projects on the screen about the same size as a human head. so the demos are pretty detailed and I'm glad that we don't all have to hover over his bench to see what he's doing.


My bench... well i chose a bench at an end of a row. i like my space. maybe Kristy is the only one that will find this funny, i also chose the bench closest to the fu**ing steamer, which, when used, is a very loud pressurized steam machine that I'm fairly certain will slowly rob me of hearing in my right ear over the next 6 months.

you think i cant hear and i mumble now? give it time.. give it time...


did i mention the class is carpeted with industrial carpeting? i find it beneficial only when i drop something and it doesn't go bouncing across the room or clangclangclang across the floor. but its weird and its inhibiting my ability to fly across the class in my wheeled chair.


So on top of bench assignments and falling in love with the smart board....


I was issued a metric ton of tools which i was elated to find out i get to keep at the end of the program. good to know i get some "free" stuff. They stay in class until the last day, when we can take them home. but the flex shaft stays. boo!!


The first week I started and finished three projects, modified gravers, tool steel, files, clamps, bench pins and other assorted metal rods to fit our needs. I also started a supplemental project (which is optional time permitting) that i can use to practice technique on. we have spent most of the week setting up benches, getting acclimated and some of us are dusting ourselves off while others weeding through the madness that we call jewelery.


i received two of my three projects back on Friday. We are graded based on level of completion and execution of what you've learned up until that point. no A's or F's. you get one of three grades here : I for incomplete, C for Complete or CS for Complete Satisfactory. CS is the highest, C is what you need to pass and if you get a I you have opportunities to fix whats wrong with the piece and turn it in again.

puffs peacock feathers: I got CS's on both! whoot!

prior to getting any of them back, my instructor Jack called me over to his bench and showed me my ring. He shook my hand and said that my work was outstanding, and that it doesn't get any better than that.... After that long week, hearing something like that just made me feel so awesome and grateful. They're also going to be using my project as example on Monday lecture!


geek puts on glasses and flays out buck tooth smile


The class is exactly what i expected, plus more. Its challenging what i already know and pushing me in a direction where I'm learning more patience, good methods and better techniques. By the end of the 26 weeks, i will have completed 54 projects, 20 quizzes, 8 standard bench tests and a finals week consisting of three bench tests and one written exam.


WHEW!


25 more weeks to go!







Saturday, January 19, 2008

Orientation Day 01/10/08

Orientation day!


synopsis of my unofficial first day on campus is as follows:

i arrived promptly and well caffienated at 8 a.m. to a room filled with Einstiens Brothers bagels, boxes of delicious coffee and my competition...er.. i mean classmates.

they took my picture for my ID. what i want to know is why and how one giant pimple knows its an important picture day and schedules its arrival for the morning of the said important photo?
atleast my hair looked good.


we had a half hour "break" where they let all the other students come in to meet us. so at that point it was a half caffinated "meet and greet" type thing and according to my new friend whatshisname from Toronto, this happens monthly. so i should prepare to do this with every new class that rolls in. atleast there's free food.

the staff at GIA called this "networking"

Lots of foreigners. lots. i'd say 1/3 of the people there today were from other countries. I caught India, China, Japan and Canada.

OH, and one guy from Alabama.


I was having a nice chat with a young woman in my class that i suspected to be about 23 or so based on how well she carried herself and her conversation. turns out she's not only 16 years old, but graduated early from high school on some expedited genius program or something. she was born in 1991. *bangs head on table*. maybe i should introduce her to my nephew.

the good news is she asked me my age before all of this conversing happened and she thought i was 24 or 25 (bless her heart). she finally believed me when i showed her my sweet ass grey streak and told her i was 6 years away from my 20 year reunion.

i got a cute little parking permit for my car and on my way to install it i almost got run over by one of the backstreet boys driving a large Denali at 330 mph through the parking lot. this was ten minutes after the security guys gave a speech about driving 5 mph in the lot to avoid hurting anyone.

asshole.

theres a cafe that not only serves food, but i spied a very shiny espresso machine that may possibly become my lifeline the next 6 months. i think its good to identify your life rafts immediately when in a new environment.

the bathrooms are very ambient. low lighting. clean. sorta swanky and comfy all at once. not that i plan on hanging out in there.

i suspect that the lights are low to provide a soothing environment for which to decompress and cry in .

Overall today was cool. I sized up my class in 5 minutes . The one person i found intriguing was the woman in the wheelchair with lots of irish tattoos, a backpack with lots of military patches and a full rack of ribbons on it, dogtags around her neck and a southern accent. and awesome custom black chuck taylors and more holes in her ears then me. I'd like to know her story. she's in my class, so i'm looking forward to that process. i love meeting new people.


Day one is Monday!
I'm sure that i'll be blogging here and there about my progress. stay tuned!