Went to the AGO (Art Gallery of Ontario) today. An awesome bonus as an OCAD student: free access! I didn’t bring my camera, but I was pretty satisfied with some of the pictures that came out of my iPhone.
Anyways, I’ve had class for the past two days. The first class I had was drawing where I didn’t get to take any photos. I really dislike drawing… it’s expensive and honestly, I don’t feel like I’ll really get anything out of the course… except to confirm that I dislike drawing. But the professor seems to be a really good one who knows what she’s talking about, so it’ll be interesting, I suppose.
Second class was liberal arts: rhetoric. There were lots of discussions – I’m the same as always: no opinion/answers. I actually didn’t even understand the reading. -.-
Tomorrow is Form and Structure…
Going back in time a bit, went to dinner with one of my roommates at a dim sum place in Chinatown a few days ago. I thought it was really good (compared to the ones in Windsor), but my roommate, who is a dim sum expert, didn’t quite enjoy the taste. Nevertheless, the restaurant was completely crowded.
Went grocery shopping in Chinatown afterwards. This is what you find in a typical Chinese store.
A Chapters just five minutes away from my place. It’s three floors high with a Starbucks in a nice, cozy atmosphere on the second floor. I’d prefer to come do my artwork or essays/readings here as opposed to the school or the Grange (the little eatery across the street from OCAD).
One thing worth mentioning for anybody coming to Toronto though, if you’re thinking about looking around to “shop for the best price”, you can forget about it. People here are willing to spend money on clothes, and sizes run out FAST. When I picked up the blazer from the rack, there were still five other size smalls there, but when I was finished, they were all gone and only three XL’s were left.
And lastly some pictures from orientation week (that I stole off facebook).
Toronto life is pretty good so far. One thing that bothers me a little is how much everyone smokes. Especially at OCAD. I don’t know if it’s because it’s “trendy” to be a rebellious artist or what-not, but everyone’s blowing smoke in my face as soon as I step outside. I’m going to get pulmonary emphysema by the time I graduate.