On Wednesday we had a final presentation for the project we had been working on for the past month or so and it was the wierdest presentation I have ever been a part of.
First off, I was the only person who had everything ready to be shown for the final presentation (full drawings w/ some minor things left out because of the amount of time left and models), which I had never experienced before. I mean there is always one or two people who just don't finish enough to have a successful presentation, but for 12 people not to have their stuff done (not completely done mind you, but done enough to give the appearance of finality) is just plain shocking to me. So throughout the presentations the reviewers are getting more and more pissed off because people weren't showing much of anything substance-wise to get critiqued on. So then I go up with all my stuff, not completed but with enough detail for them to get what I'm trying to do, and they get all happy because "hey, at least someone has all there stuff in order to give a real critique." So I say my concept about whatever and get some constructive criticism and sit down all happy that it went well. Then the tide turns against everyone that's left. The reviewers start picking apart other people's projects for things which are common sense (like having a ceiling be 25 ft high to get the feeling of high ceilings when having a ceiling height of 12 ft will create the same affect) people get torn apart for not having enough drawings to successfully explain what the hell they're trying to do, and then "Harold" goes up.
Harold - been in architecture school for four years, but doesn't know if it's what he wants to do. Goes to studio class just to sign in and then proceeds to leave and be sociable elsewhere, neglecting to do work. When he does do work it's completely half-assed and without any thought behind it. And he's one of the most annoying distracting people in the world, who just won't leave people alone when they're trying to work.)
Harold goes up and presents the two or three sketches he has about his design and a model that has nothing on it regarding architecture, but is clearly made out of brightly colored construction paper. He starts talking, but before he can get too far into his presentation the professor stops him and start reading him the riot act about him never doing/having his work. It's about five minutes of "I've tried to help you, but you don't seem to be getting it," "I chase you down and try to get you to work, but you never do any," blah blah blah. And then the one of the jurors pops in with "Are sure architecture is what you want to do?" To which, Harold has nothing to say about the subject. And then he tries explain his concept more fully about just "copying what was there before" because there used to be an old plantation in that area before the school was built which draws the ire of the jurors even more. Finally the professor's had enough and just says next. So Harold leaves.
And that wasn't even the craziest part of the presentations...
The jurors and prof are still pretty pissed as "Jim" goes up. Jim starts explaining his stuff by essentially just walking through the building , he has his drawings but no model, and the prof stops him saying that's good and all but what's your main idea/concept. Jim starts repeating what he said earlier, but the prof stops him again clearly still angry from the Harold critique right before, and goes off on him about never really having an idea and just doing what he wanted to do without taking the site into consideration, as well as never really showing the profs (there are three profs in total, they come to studio on their respective days and you get three different opinions about your work) what he had as far as ideas go. So Jim gets pissed and starts tearing down his drawings saying "well I guess I wasted your time then" and throws his drawings onto the floor in a corner. So the prof gets up trying to tell Jim that there's no need for the dramatics and Jim steps up to him and starts eying him like he wants to fight. So I'm behind them thinking that Jim is more athletically built than the prof and probably has the speed, but the prof has the height/ and maybe weight advantage and could possibly catch him by surprise if a rumble were to happen. The whole room gets quiet and neither one of them is backing down. Then they start to gain their senses, Jim leaves and slams a door, and the prof calls for the next person.
All I know is that shit was crazy, even crazier without sleep for over 24 hours.