Yearbook: RWU Arch 2006

This is it! This is the final cover! Made by Jeremy Jamilkowski, with initial help from me and Ken Cahoon.

This year I have been working on the architecture yearbook with a bunch of others from our archie class. The whole thing is basically being led by Erika Barko and she is doing an awesome job. It is going to be great to see things finished and published next month. There hasn't been an architecture year book from the graduating architecture class in years, but ours is going to be a full blown example in color! I have been working most on the cover of the yearbook.

This my personal piece. We each got the third of a page to do whatever we wanted. Next to that would be our picture and our name. I imagine that I am jumping out of the cavish tunnel and onto better things.

We are also going to be selling sweatshirts that we designed! The idea is that we are going to sell the sweatshirts to cut the expense of the year books. This will only really work if we sell them to the underclassmen who aren't buying the yearbooks.

So here is my favorite cover that I designed. We ended up deciding to go with a version that has a little more to it, and it is better than this one. I will post that as soon as I get it from Jeremy.Here is the picture that we took to make the design. There is a bit of a story atatched to this picture. The hands belong to Ken, and I took the picture. The writing is not either of ours because I was afraid of messing up and Ken could not physically write on both of his hands. We recruited Tony to do the writing and he did a good job. After doing this we realized that Ken, being left handed, would be blocking the word "architecture" if he used his left hand to "write." The result is a picture that looks cool, but is totally fake.

Last thing: Here is my yearbook picture. It was taken near the town of Enna in Sicily.

1 comment:

  1. This photo reminded me of the summer I spent living and working in Sicily (1971) at Villagio Valtur in Pollina near Cefalu on the north coast. A gorgeous place with a coast of large white boulders. We climbed Mt Etna at night (over 100 degrees at sea level and snow starting about 1/2 way up) while it was spewing ash, sulpher, and sparks (probably dangerous but we didn't ask at the time). Thanks for the memory! Aunt Ruth