I'm a night owl, I like being out at night. I'm not quit sure why I'm here but something keeps telling me that the answer to why is here on Tumblr.
elementary school was like “hell yeah”. middle school was like “hell no”. and high school. high school is just “hell”
college is just “what the hell”
and as far as i can tell life after college is just “to hell with it”
and then, after death, you go to hell
conclusion: life is just different variations of hell
my semester’s design project
A dynamic “second skin” which articulates a wearer’s need for personal space by responding to and exaggerating his body language. The piece changes position depending on the movement the wearer makes with each arm.
We used a combination of digital fabrication techniques and handcrafting to get this result.
I want this