I met Frank Gehry once. I worked as an intern for a video production company while in college and we were working on a package for a building he designed downtown, so there was an interview involved. Ironically, the building is named after the former founder and CEO of Progressive, where I started working a year or so after college.
Very cool. I studied him a little in 1990 when I was an architecture major.
Interesting. I was also an architecture major for a hot minute.
I made it through two semesters. Our class of 181 students only graduated 19.
That sounds about right. That's one of the things they drilled into us at the beginning, that it's an intense and difficult program.
I'm generally ok with difficult. It was the bullshit that I didn't enjoy. Most of my instructors would leave in a second if they could find work as an architect. I've gotta get ready for my next meeting or I'd fill two pages of banter with more details.
Oddly enough, that's similar to the reason I left it as well. I was in a drafting program my last two years of high school. Towards the end, I started disliking it. I thought it was the instructor, who could be a real piece of work. But I'd already been accepted into the architecture program at KSU, so I still went, hoping the instructor was my issue. Turns out, it was not.
