I will be moving down to London for work next Friday! Yay!
Yay for work, not London. London is scary! But the new job sounds amazing even though that three month trial period now looms above me like a dark shadow, or a pampoulon!
Flats in zone 4 where I will be working seem very affordable, even comparable to Edinburgh, but to be fair I haven’t seen any so can’t compare objectively, we shall see on the 7th. It’s a good thing most of my packing was done when we were moving to Meadowbank about a month ago!
Once I’ve moved I will spend a lot of free time studying and making sure I stay for longer than three months, also covering up the lack of friends, as this looks like an amazing opportunity to grow professionally, get ready for part III, become a good archimatect…
To this end I have bought a Toshiba laptop, which prompted two different companies to check on me telephonically so it must have been a good move! It should arrive in the next few days!
I am now a self-employed architect / artist in the cruel world of recession, I have finally registered with the HM Revenue Office and am waiting for them to get back to me with a cool taxpayer’s number.
As such I need a cool way of advertising my stuff and I was thinking of ordering a stamp with a logo of my very own. Originally I wanted a stamp for things that I have crafted myself but then a friend Benji gave me a lightbulb and I decided to make it a more global one.
We then spent a day researching QR codes and photoshopping my kitten Whiski into one.
Why do I think this is absolutely amazing?
Today everyone (but me) walks around with smartphones. If QR codes are not that omnipresent yet it’s only a matter of time. Already most people can read them if they know that that’s what they are supposed to do.
The code itself is very generic. Without a reader, its just a bunch of black and white pixels, four + squares and nothing else but I find the design very attractive. Achromatic, random but not random at all. It can go unnoticed or stand out depending on how you use it.
With the reader it turns into a very unique code that stores specific information. It can lead you to a website, provide contact information, events, texts, etc.
You might wonder why a kitten would be a good logo for an architect, well, it’s not… but unless you know Whiski in person, the picture is just a generic cat… Kat McNabb maybe?
I don’t have a good enough justification but I think it secretly adds a personal touch to an otherwise unspecific barcode. Something to identify it by even without a reader, if you know where to look…
Now I think I need to create one with more information, one I will be perfectly happy using years from now…
Maybe like this one:
This morning I have put on my brand new Joe Brown’s skirt to go to work. That and a coat. I’m looking all professional and sorting the shit out of this problematic staircase.
No wonder, as I am now Kitteh McNabb, MArch, not only sexy but now also smart, I am the Master of all Architecture…
Ok, dramatic intro but I think I’ve made my point. Yesterday I received an email from ECA to say that I will be awarded the degree in a graduation ceremony in November (which I shall not go to). It is very exciting news, as I have been waiting for the results since the end of June when I handed in my thesis on A Practical Taxonomy for Virtual Architecture.
Also I can finally prove I’m still eligible for the University hockey team!
I have said it on the book of faces and I will repeat it on here… Big thanks to my friends Claire, Helle, Philipp and Dave for help and support, to Chmeli for the brain cells and constantly asking about the results, my supervisors Chris and Douglas for their guidance but most of all to Benji, my mentor and the guy who is good with words and supervisors…
So what is next? Part 3? Still working on the logbooks… Genetics? A Masters in something? English? Computer Science?
Regards to all three readers,
Kat McNabb, BA(Hons), DipArch, MArch
(I might be all of those but then again I was never good with titles so who knows…)
PS. Tomorrow I’ll probably do the Paddington Bear again…