Wednesday, May 19, 2010

Apt. B-1

Let me start off by saying that this blog is not a sentimental nor emotional one. Never has been, and hopefully never will be. That being said, I'd like to take a moment to acknowledge a pretty big change in my life: I have graduated from college.
Now behind this door is where almost everything on this blog has been concepted and created. For the past three years it has served as my safe haven for painting, sleeping and drinking a disgusting amount of Mountain Dew. I'm now four hours away from that apartment and will never be inside it again.

It's an intensely confusing feeling...

I would just like to thank Columbus for being a fantastic city to wander around in, crazy homeless people for never mugging me (one of the most surprising aspects of college), CCAD for being an outstanding learning environment (I'm amazed what can be learned on essentially no sleep) and more specifically its teachers for being truly amazing human beings. Specifically, I want to thank Dave Groff (who, I'm pretty sure, will deny ever meeting me), Mike Boley (who, I'm positive, will deny meeting me), Mark Hazlerig (for being the only human to make a history class enjoyable), Steve McInturff (for pushing me to go weirder and weirder), Thom Glick (for having the balls to teach us as his first class and proving that there is no limit on how many elbows you can put on a human) and C.F. Payne (for driving two hours just to put up with our crap).

I would also like to draw your attention to the list of people on the right side of this blog. These are all freakishly talented people that I've graduated with and I cannot thank them enough for associating with me for the past 4 years. Especially Patrick Moore and Quinn Kellogg, without whom, I would have never returned to CCAD after freshman year's thanksgiving break. I never will properly thank you guys for being there (partially because I'm an emotionless weirdo but mostly because I'm sure I could never convey it properly). I couldn't have asked for better freshmen year roommates or better friends.

Thank you all for the memories, I hope that wasn't too gooey for you, and I promise the next post will have some actual art in it (since when are blogs for reading?)


Rachel Dangerfield said...

The last two years were a blast.

1. We know some pretty awesome people, don't you think?
2. I'm happy Quinn and Pat made you come back.
3. Grant Oaks reeks of spiders and misery.

That is all.

Tyler Parkinson said...

('''(;_;)''')I love how you captured your entire college experience with a few cold emotionless paragraphs.

Be sure to step up the craziness of your illustrations(not sure if that's even possible) so that the locals of Erie will be so frightened they'll either kill you or send you somewhere exotic like Chicago, that's my plan. who wants see stars when there's a perfectly entertaining bum fight on my door step. (I think I'll miss that the most :P) xoxo

Dave Armstrong said...

Rachel- my grant oak apt smelled like coffee and the strange food the couple across the hall cooked.

Tyler- Hopefully we'll get exiled together to a land where bums fight like champions and the dew flows like cheaper, off-brand dew.

Anonymous said...

Dave, it was an honor, you are one of my best mates and I appreciate every nerdy night of homework and the food channel. I didn't think it was possible but you actually made me kinda sad that college is over, I guess looking back, we had a damn good time. I wish you all the best and I think our time at CCAD can honestly only be summed up through this song Bon Voyage Dave, To infinity and beyond!

Chubs said... Dew...*drools*