Showing posts with label CCA. Show all posts
Showing posts with label CCA. Show all posts

Wednesday, June 29, 2011

CCB+


After a full year at one of the (purportedly) best art schools in the country, here's my admittedly biased but informative "review" of CCA (California College of the Arts).

First, I had no idea what art school might be like or what I might be getting myself in to. Second, I'm a 40-something adult who's already had a successful professional career and who's brain is no longer that malleable or idealistic. I'm also fairly cranky sometimes and love to call Bullshit.

Alrighty - that's out of the way.

I decided to go back to school to *really* learn photography - for reals - after years of teaching myself. Business had been slow, I like to learn, CCA has (had?) a great reputation and they're right in our backyard. Win win win. I took the tour, applied, was accepted and then got my ass handed to me daily for seven months.

Being brand new to art, I had to take the required foundational courses - drawing, color theory and basically, wood shop (D1, 2D and 3D core classes). The 4D core class is not, as I thought, the study of the time/space continuum, but web design and video production.

Thankfully, 17 years in web design & development allowed me to waive the 4D class - not the required units, just that class. I still have to take 3 units somewhere to make up for that, which is bullshit. But onward...

To complete a BFA, the required, full-time semester load is 15 units for most semesters, 18 for a few. If that sounds like a lot, it is. It's a shit ton of a lot. Especially when they pile on the work (busywork) with a fire-hose as if to try to make art school seem like a legitimate academic education, which it isn't. Not when you can bake cookies for your math final. That's not bullshit - a classmate did it.

Still, it's art, and some art, like photography, requires rigorous technique that is best learned through repetition. That makes sense. If I need to shoot and develop 400 rolls of film to get it down, then I'm on it.

The rub is, not only do they want you to burn 400 rolls of film and paint 17 color charts (that you'll never need) and fill up an entire sketch book with what-the-hell-ever and make sculptures out of wood, clay and cardboard - every week - they want all that work to be of the very highest creative quality and craftsmanship.

Really? You want both quantity and quality? Not likely, even with the best circumstances.

I understand the emphasis on the quantity of photographic exercises - it's a science with gobs of technical expertise required. But assigning a photo project then assigning homework on top of that is just stupid. Do you want me to be creative - nay, an "artist" - or do you want me to be a factory worker? Your choice. You're not going to get both - not at the same time.

But still, I tried. I worked my ass off wanting to not just go back to school, but to go back to school and kick ass. I'm happy to say I did OK - I have a 3.6 GPA, which isn't too shabby. I'd hoped to do better, but CCA - sorry, CCB+ - wouldn't have it.

I'd forgotten an important part of school... You don't take classes, you take teachers. Unfortunately, CCB+ has some terribly unqualified, awful teachers. They might be brilliant artists, but they don't know jack about teaching, which equates to a big waste of your time and money. It fucks with your head, too, which is worse.

In some classes, it doesn't matter how hard you work or how brilliant your work is. If they're too stupid to remember where they parked their cars, it's not going to matter.

That actually happened. One of my teachers didn't know where her car was parked one morning, causing her to be really late to class. Another morning she dropped her keys into a storm drain and instead of finding a way to let her class know that she'd be over an hour late, she went about fashioning a key-retrieval device while we all waited (and napped) in the classroom.

At our midterm check-in meeting she made sure to let me know that I had one tardy.

This, from the scholar who after every mind-numbingly boring PowerPoint bullet would say, "Does that make sense?" as if she truly didn't know.

She meant well, but it was her first year as an instructor and she was painfully insecure and ineffective. She made a pretty good babysitter, but she has a long way to go to becoming a solid teacher.

I received almost no useful feedback from her on how to improve my work - she largely ignored me while spending lots of time critiquing work by other students that was often done the night before class. She didn't mind these same students sleeping through her lectures while the rest of us were distracted by their heads bobbing up and down.

This past semester I had a drawing teacher who was so bad, I wish I'd have dropped the class and just watched Youtube videos about drawing. In one night David showed me more about how to draw something than I'd learned the entire semester up to that point. She also had the rude habit of impatiently drawing over your work without asking if she could, while attempting to teach you something, which she didn't.

Her curriculum was disorganized and goofy. Supposed to be a foundational, first-year, never-drawn-anything-before kind of class, she had us using pastels the first day. I'm still pissed about that. But, to her credit, she let me bake a cake for my final. That's right. A cake. For a drawing final. And it was delicious. Got a B+ in her class.

Which brings me to my point... No matter how hard I worked on any project - most of the time I received B+'s. Even projects I knew were A+ quality - forget it. You can't BUY an A at that school, unless it's the art history classes, and even still, you have to show up and do well on the tests and properly write the papers - there's no skating even in the easier classes.

In my digital photo class, I killed myself on the first project and received a B+. When I asked why only a B+, I was told I could have done more. Isn't that true of almost everything? How bout a little something, you know, for the effort? It was almost technically flawless and perfectly executed based on the requirements, but yet, I could have done more...

On another project I absolutely nailed it - totally killed, above & beyond amazing - and got an A-. The grading sheet had no negative comments whatsoever - all glowing remarks. I again had to ask for the input that would allow me to understand how one might attain an A -- not an A+, no one's being greedy here -- just a good, solid A.

Only then did she tell me that some of my prints could have been better or something to that effect. Honestly, I'm not sure she really knew because she never made notes in class so I'm not sure she even remembered whose projects were whose or how good or bad they may have been. She was another first year teacher (in an upper div class). She was better than others, but not great.

I did have a few good instructors in a few classes that made it all almost worth it. I say almost because CCA is really fugging expensive. And I don't know why. I don't know why CCA can charge almost as much Stanford and get away with it.

CCA's retention rate is 72%, compared with 98% for Stanford. CCA's graduation rate is 50%. Stanford's is 95%. Stanford charges about $38K a year, and CCA about $36K.

Sure, CCA and Stanford are two totally different schools - but, which degree is going to help you get farther in life? And why are so many kids (or 40-something adults) not graduating from CCA?

Could it be, the product is just too expensive and not really worth it? The overall value of CCA is suspect. It's a teeny tiny campus with under 2,000 students and a 9-1 student-to-faculty ratio. And there are never enough classes to choose from to build a good semester schedule.

Stanford has just under 20,000 - that's twenty *thousand* - students, has a huge campus and a 10-1 student-to-faculty ratio. RISD costs the same as Stanford but also has similar retention and graduation rates as Stanford.

What is costing so much at CCA? They're definitely not spending money on tampons. Is having a glass blowing facility really that expensive? Is that even a job anywhere anymore, except maybe at a Shakespeare festival?

Seriously. Why is CCA so expensive?

I would love to finish the rest of my BFA photo program and have that degree in-hand - proof of all the hard work and commitment, but at the same time, given the sub-par level of instruction in most classes (so far), the ridiculously high unit requirement (which means more money for CCA but not necessarily more knowledge for you) and the overall cost (in time and cash), I'm not sure it's worth it. As of now, I'm not seeing the value.

When I first went to college so many years ago, starting at De Anza in Cupertino, which by comparison is almost free, the classes were rigorous, the instructors whip smart and they couldn't have cared less whether we showed up to class or not. It was our time and our money. When I transferred to San Francisco State I expected to be slammed by "real" college. What a surprise - De Anza was harder - a much better school in many ways.

At CCB+, attendance is mandatory or your instructor can fail you - after only three absences. If you're late three times, that can be counted as an unexcused absence. Even if the student body is mostly comprised of immature freaks who couldn't get into a real school (myself included), they're not going to give anyone the chance to rise to the challenge and be expected to act like an adult. The babysitting culture of high school continues in the first year at CCB+, which is disappointing.

But next semester will show me a little more of what CCB+ might have to offer. I'll be in more advanced classes - all the foundational shit is behind me - and I'll be in a writing class (if I can add it - of course it was full when I was able to register). I hear nothing but good things about the writing program, so I'm encouraged about that.

In the meantime, I need to continue researching vandal-proof tampon/pad dispensers and decide if this is really the path I want to stay on.

I'd hoped to find knowledge as well as inspiration, and maybe even a mentor somewhere - someone who might want to take an interest in my work and help push me in one direction or another. So far, no one seems to give a shit unless you're late on your tuition - then you're going to hear from someone.

If you're thinking about going to art school, realize it's pretty much like any other school but likely has a shit ton more pretentiousness and bullshit than you might want to pay for. But you can also bake cakes and make pretty pictures instead of writing boring term papers.

Monday, May 16, 2011

How I've Started My Summer Vacation

From: Jennifer Loring [Nootsmaak]
Sent: Monday, May 16, 2011 11:48 AM
To: CCA Student Affairs
Subject: women's health needs

Hi Student Affairs,
I’m a current student at CCA, based on the Oakland campus, and now that the semester/year has ended I wanted to write to you to ask about something I find very troubling at CCA.

Why are there no tampon/pad machines in any of the restrooms on the Oakland campus? I inquired about this once before and was told that if I needed a tampon I could ask for one at the Student Affairs office. This is not a satisfactory solution for many reasons.

We cannot always know when we’re going to need a tampon or a pad. I always have something with me in my bag, but when taking a quick break from class, I do not bring along my book bag – most often we have only a few minutes to take a bathroom break and/or get a cup of coffee.

If we discover that indeed we do need a tampon or pad, the solution is to pack our underwear with toilet paper to make the awkward journey to the Student Affairs office to then ask out loud for it from whomever might be at the desk? How humiliating. This also takes a lot of time – time our instructors generally do not give us, which is fine – I’m paying to be in class – I’d rather be in class, not running around trying to find a tampon.

If we’re then late getting back to class, we then get to explain to our instructor that we had to do the above because there are no machines provided in the restrooms. That we cannot quickly purchase a tampon or a pad in the privacy of the restroom and quickly get back to class makes no sense.

Why are there no machines provided? Regardless of the reason, this seems an incredibly insensitive and sexist policy. This is a basic necessity of all women attending CCA. These machines are provided in public restrooms – why not on a private university campus?

CCA is known as a preeminent university located in one of the most progressive areas of the country and also charges expensive tuition. That women are not provided with machines to buy feminine hygiene materials is inexcusable and this should be remedied as soon as possible. All of my female (and even male) classmates share this sentiment.

Please let me know how I can help make this happen.
Thanks very much,
- Jennifer Loring

Update: Heard back from Student Affairs - it was as I'd suspected. They used to have machines in the bathrooms but they were vandalized so badly they became non functional.

Why do girls do this? Is the idea of shelling out a whole quarter so objectionable one must try to pry open a tampon machine and break the shit out of it and ruin it for everyone else?

May you, the vandalizers, bleed through your favorite pants in the most public setting possible nowhere near a feminine hygiene product, paper napkin nor sweater to tie around your bloated waists.

However, SA was incredibly responsive and willing to remedy this situation, somehow. Oh, and as it turns out, there are no tampons/pads available at the office - that was a lie. Glad I didn't ever give that a try.

Further bulletins as events proceed.

Friday, January 21, 2011

New Year, New Me, New Ewe...


(thanks for the photo, Lisa!)

Good lord this thing is dusty. Put the blog in storage last year when I decided I'd go back to school at the ripe ol' age of GET OFF MY LAWN.

It wasn't so much the classes as it was the homework... Way. Too. Much. I get it - you have to repeatedly huff the chemicals - build up your tolerance. Make umpteen many prints of whatthefuckever to get it right and make the excessive quantity to be of the utmost quality. Blow me.

I missed playing with the blog, but the worst part - no TV. No Real Housewives of Anywhere. I haven't missed that much TV since I had mono in high school and could only lay in bed and drool.

But, I lived through it - mono, and my first semester - with a 3.8 GPA even. My proudest achievement - no longer the chopstick chair, though I love it so - no, it's the macaroni art I turned in for my final 2D project. I'd like to think I'm the only one who's ever used pasta for a final art school project, but that can't be true, can it?


(not a holiday piece - just complimentary colors on the wheel and I had a shit ton of red paint to use up)

To make this delicious piece at home, all you need is the pasta of your choice, whatever paint you have on hand, some elmer's glue, a bucket and rubber gloves.

Mix your paint with some elmers and maybe a little water - get it to the consistency of a good alfredo sauce - saucy, but not too thin, not too thick - it needs to evenly coat your 'roni. Dump in the pasta, mix to coat, then drop lovingly all over the substrate of your choice. Change colors and repeat however many times you like. Let dry and if you like, spray w/ a coat of poly urethane for gloss & protection. Bon Apetit!

Don't know why I didn't think of it sooner. Not only did it look the way I wanted, it was FUN. Would love to make another one. Any requests?

But in the meantime... many more photo classes to get through and this year I made one resolution - to make a brand new photo every day in 2011 and post it on Flickr. An actual, considered photograph - not the junk I spew out of my phone every day. Something just for me, every day, not for a class.

So far, so good...


Happy New Year to all of you and I hope 2011 is a kickass year!

Thursday, October 28, 2010

Drowning in Art


Well, I wouldn't call it "art." Right now it's just "stuff." CCA is a shit ton of work. Hardest job I've ever had. The fire hose of work never ends.

So far, in the past two months I've:
  • made one chopstick sculpture (see above)
  • created one rectilinear model made first out of clay, then remade in florist's foam which was then gesso'ed, sanded, spackled, sanded, gesso'ed, sanded, painted, sanded, spackled, sanded and repainted
  • created a wooden sculpture made from three pieces of scrap wood that were planed, sanded, glued together, cut into a pyramid, sanded, then recut in two places and assembled into a sculpture, sanded, stained, sanded, restained
  • made a base for the wooden sculpture which was cut, sanded, routed, wood puttied, sanded and covered in four coats of stain
  • painted three color charts, one a color wheel, one a grey value scale and one a chart of 150 tiny squares of color (that took a few weeks to get through - a real pleasure)
  • cut a mandala out of a map of colorado with an xacto knife, cutting out tiny chicken, cow and semi truck silhouettes along with the mcdonald's logo
  • painted a ginormous color wheel to go behind said mandala which was also 'laminated' with packing tape before cutting, for durability, and reinforced with wire on the back for stability
  • drew 40 thumbnails across two large sheets of bristol paper which were then painted, taking only about 300 hours and four tubes of acrylic paint
  • written two brief papers on visits to local museums
  • printed nine final color photo prints which took a total of about 400 hours and maybe 150 sheets of Fuji paper
  • printed 10 final black & white prints which surprisingly took only about 200 hours and maybe only 100 sheets of Illford paper
  • developed four rolls of black & white film, which includes rolling the film onto the reels in total darkness, working with fantastic chemicals and drying the film
  • had nine rolls of color film processed
  • cut all that film into negative strips for contact sheets
  • printed umpteen contact sheets
  • made countless test strips - both color and black & white
  • aced two quizzes & got a solid B on another
  • eaten four large bags of trader joe's trail mix, 117 power bars, way too many Burrito Shop tacos and drank dozens of Naked Green juices
  • drank 812 cups of fully caffeinated coffee, which should concern every last one of you walking this planet with me
If nothing else, it turns out that I have a gift for rolling film onto reels in complete darkness. Takes me all of two minutes with perfect rolling every time and even my cuts, trimming the film at both ends, are perfectly straight. That part I love. Pouring the chemicals & agitating the canister for 20 minutes? Not so much.

Next up - art history mid term, final project for color photo and several more assignments for my other classes.

While it's extremely challenging and very enjoyable for the most part, the quantity over quality issue is concerning, but it is only my first year. Maybe this is the norm, to simply expose you to as much of the basics as possible before taking advanced classes.

The thing is, though, a sleep-deprived, brain-mushed student at a traditional college probably won't lose a finger on a table saw. It could still happen, but seems unlikely. At CCA, this seems very likely, especially when I hear my classmates talking about staying up until 5am to finish projects. Granted, they're probably not working on homework all those hours, but that's part of college life and should be expected.

At any rate, somehow I'm getting it all done and staying caught up. That surprises me almost every day. That, and my ability to study art history while driving to school and eat a sandwich with one hand while moving a print through developer, stop and fixer with the other.

Onward...

Monday, September 06, 2010

Um, Yeah...


Tomorrow is my first day of school at CCA. I suspect that not only will I be at least 20 years older than 99% of the entire student body, but perhaps older than most of the instructors as well.

I just colored my hair to cover up the grey but it won't take long for the roots to come in. From far away, I'll blend right in, clad in my signature 15-year-old boy style - cargo pants, old t-shirt and hoodie. A real Monet. Get close and it'll be painfully obvious how many years I've had in the saddle. Of which I'm very proud, I might add.

The best part is knowing now what I didn't know 20 years ago. It'll still be a lot of work, but now I know how to prioritize and work smarter. Sure, that'll only be so helpful when I'm trying to learn how to sculpt something, but hey, confidence has gotta be 90% of the equation, so all I really have to do is sell my work, right?. "This isn't just an ashtray... this represents everything wrong with our world today - you see it, right?"

Great side benefit of going to art school - cheap & easy Christmas presents. Ashtrays, candy dishes, spoon rests and cheese plates. Just you wait - they'll be worth tens of cents in years to come.