It is Sunday early in the morning when dawn ruptures the darkness and gently takes over the sky, in the unknown garden town cool breeze refreshes my mind. The atmosphere is filled with the scent of autumn, I take a deep breath. Sweet smells of Aster (genus), Chinese bellflower, Chrysanthemum, Persimmon and Canna flaccida, Symphyotrichum are capturing my soul. Autumn has been started and Acer saccharum leaves are dressing the Earth with different hues of red, yellow, orange, purple and brown. Smiling Sun has now comes out, the whole landscape is bathed with its shine. Birds are singing everywhere; fresh and cool blue Streams look as if hundreds of sparkling diamonds are steadily passing through the garden. There flowing sounds combining with birds’ chirping mesmerises me.
Sitting under an Oak tree, enjoying the serenity and having my breakfast. I take a bite from this freshly baked pineapple cake and take a coffee sip. I am thinking about the course design 101 which is going to start tomorrow. “What will I do? Who would be my class mates? How will I do my work?” I am excited, delighted, thrilled and …
“Hello!” Oh, someone is standing just in front of me. I was floating in my thoughts that I didn’t notice anyone around, even I didn’t hear the crackling of the leaves. “Hi!”, I say. I am amazed that how does she come here in these early hours of the day because it is an unknown town far away from the hustling bustling of metropolis. “I am Athena, goddess of arts wisdom and crafts. Here is a letter from Stefano Mirti.” “What? Athena? What a pleasant surprise. Greetings greetings. Please make yourself comfortable. What would you like to have? Coffee, tea, fresh orange juice?” “Hahaha. Neither coffee nor juice.” She speaks so little. “But the course will start tomorrow if I am not wrong.” “Yes indeed.” “Where is Stefano Mirti?” “He is in Milan.” “How is the weather there?” “Winter kickoff there and its foggy everywhere.” I take the letter and ask if she would post all these letters daily. She nodes and disappeared.
… lala..lala..lala…lala
Lovely.
Letter says Design 101 team “...is working pretty hard on getting everything set for our course to begin tomorrow morning.” They are tense and nervous because there are twenty seven thousand students from around the globe.
wowowo.
Stefano Mirti is addressing to all of us that is twenty thousand students,
“the goal for design 101 is to set up a global community
design 101 is not a competition
you've never done it before, we've never done it before: we all need to be patient
you don't know how the platform will work.
we don't know how the platform will work.
it will take some days for all of us to understand and adjust all kinds of technicalities.
let's use this first week of activities to fine-tune to this new medium.
it is a work-in-progress.
this is important, hence we repeat it:
it is a work-in-progress.
we should be happy to be part of something like the largest design course ever seen in the history of human kind
let's make sure we keep our good mood, we don't get stressed and everything will be fine.
in case something doesn't work as we expected,
we follow the brits' rule (keep calm and carry on).
we are trying our best to make the whole journey as fine and dandy as we can
still, we know, a lot of things won't be perfect on the first day (first week / first month)
:-)
what else?
see you tomorrow!
…
...kisskiss/lovelove.”
That’s Amore. See you Stefano Mirti.
Dusk is approaching now and I have to prepare for tomorrow. I am analysing today’s speech: Stefano says, “the community is the message!” Hmmm yes indeed, Design 101 is a gigantic community of twenty seven thousand members. But how could I communicate with all my classmates? I am a worst communicator and ineffective writer. I have done lots of mistakes today. Am I able to continue this blog? I am afraid…
“...in design, the fastest way to learn, is to learn via mistakes…” he adds,
Aan haan! So, it is trial and error.
I must be calm and composed, in this way I will learn efficiently, create effectively, enjoy tastefully and have fun decently. Wow.
Oh its being too late now.
au revoir.
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