Moore College of Art and Design

My college career started with me going to Moore College of Art and Design. An all girls art college in Philadelphia, the only one in the country. I got accepted with a scholarship biased on my grades and self-taught art. I had only applied to attend the foundation year in order to better my portfolio and re-apply to Ringling College for their animation program which I had been rejected from biased on my lack of art skills.

Pencil drawing from my high school portfolio.

Pencil drawing from my high school portfolio.

So I attended Moore, and I learned a lot. My roommate was from Hong Kong and our best friend there was from Beijing (I got really use to them speaking Cantonese around me and could understand the idea of what they were saying after a few weeks.) 

3D ‘building’ form Design class.

Final piece from color theory class. I had no idea who to use paint before that.

Pattern design form 2D classes. Made to look simple in its complexity. 

Charcoal drawing. I learned I really hate the material.

It was weird having actual art classes for once, especially when I didn’t think I would ever go to an art school until recently.

My favorite class were my Design classes (both 2D and 3D.) My dad is a set designer so I understood basics of design and going from a 2D blueprint to a 3D object. That and the fact that my brain just got it mad the class a bit easier, but I still loved it. Everyone would do little contests every week to see who the teacher like the most out of the assignments and that made it a lot more fun. On top of that Moe (the teacher) realized that I got design easily so he always pushed me to do even better. 

My little Leo. Made for 2D in one night after working on the first one for 2 weeks to come back from dinner seeing it as horrible.

The year passed and I re-applied to Ringling for animation but again I got denied. I was once again offered a spot in motion design (combination of film, drawing, photo, 2D and 3D animation all in one) I had been offered a spot last year as well. This time though I accept. I didn’t want to be any further behind in graduating and I had come to realize just how much I loved design.

So I went to Florida leaving my new friends behind, putting a distance between me and my parents that couldn’t be gone after an hour train ride. I got thrown into the Freshman class again and into Motion Design, but I can honestly say that if it wasn’t for Moe and his classes I would not be nearly as content as I am.