Loud speakers sound like disco lights

     I've tried several times to sum up 2011 without sounding cliche but I've concluded that I don't think it's possible. It was quite the year. It started off with MB having a broken stanky leg cancer scare and not being able to ski Tahoe or go to San Fran. It's looking like it's ending with Mike's new leg holding up quite nicely, but the snow here in Tahoe is an epic fail. We will make it to the Bay Area, but MB has yet to enjoy the slopes of Tahoe.

   In between you ask? Well there were countless job rejections, followed by a win in Malaysia. There were challenges, laughs, tears, adventure, loss, scars, raised glasses, a broken nose, and lifelong friendships made. I truly miss those who I grew close with over those dog days of summer. I'm thankful for the friendships that have grown back in Denver.

     I have never worked harder than I did in 2011. 2012 holds rewards; in whatever form it decides to present itself. I will finally graduate with my final degree (oh please no more school). I will be able to return to those who I miss dearly a world away, and I will be able to embark on the next adventure with those who I've grown closer to at home.

     Tomorrow I'll be ringing in the 2012 with a great group of people I haven't spent time with since I drifted far from Southern California. In an odd sort of way, this oval has come full circle.

     No one knows what the future holds and that is fact.

     So with nothing else to say, I raise my glass and clink it to you world...never cease to amaze and never fear the discovery.

-M

     I've tried several times to sum up 2011 without sounding cliche but I've concluded that I don't think it's possible. It was quite the year. It started off with MB having a broken stanky leg cancer scare and not being able to ski Tahoe or go to San Fran. It's looking like it's ending with Mike's new leg holding up quite nicely, but the snow here in Tahoe is an epic fail. We will make it to the Bay Area, but MB has yet to enjoy the slopes of Tahoe.

   In between you ask? Well there were countless job rejections, followed by a win in Malaysia. There were challenges, laughs, tears, adventure, loss, scars, raised glasses, a broken nose, and lifelong friendships made. I truly miss those who I grew close with over those dog days of summer. I'm thankful for the friendships that have grown back in Denver.

     I have never worked harder than I did in 2011. 2012 holds rewards; in whatever form it decides to present itself. I will finally graduate with my final degree (oh please no more school). I will be able to return to those who I miss dearly a world away, and I will be able to embark on the next adventure with those who I've grown closer to at home.

     Tomorrow I'll be ringing in the 2012 with a great group of people I haven't spent time with since I drifted far from Southern California. In an odd sort of way, this oval has come full circle.

     No one knows what the future holds and that is fact.

     So with nothing else to say, I raise my glass and clink it to you world...never cease to amaze and never fear the discovery.

-M

     I've tried several times to sum up 2011 without sounding cliche but I've concluded that I don't think it's possible. It was quite the year. It started off with MB having a broken stanky leg cancer scare and not being able to ski Tahoe or go to San Fran. It's looking like it's ending with Mike's new leg holding up quite nicely, but the snow here in Tahoe is an epic fail. We will make it to the Bay Area, but MB has yet to enjoy the slopes of Tahoe.

   In between you ask? Well there were countless job rejections, followed by a win in Malaysia. There were challenges, laughs, tears, adventure, loss, scars, raised glasses, a broken nose, and lifelong friendships made. I truly miss those who I grew close with over those dog days of summer. I'm thankful for the friendships that have grown back in Denver.

     I have never worked harder than I did in 2011. 2012 holds rewards; in whatever form it decides to present itself. I will finally graduate with my final degree (oh please no more school). I will be able to return to those who I miss dearly a world away, and I will be able to embark on the next adventure with those who I've grown closer to at home.

     Tomorrow I'll be ringing in the 2012 with a great group of people I haven't spent time with since I drifted far from Southern California. In an odd sort of way, this oval has come full circle.

     No one knows what the future holds and that is fact.

     So with nothing else to say, I raise my glass and clink it to you world...never cease to amaze and never fear the discovery.

-M

     I've tried several times to sum up 2011 without sounding cliche but I've concluded that I don't think it's possible. It was quite the year. It started off with MB having a broken stanky leg cancer scare and not being able to ski Tahoe or go to San Fran. It's looking like it's ending with Mike's new leg holding up quite nicely, but the snow here in Tahoe is an epic fail. We will make it to the Bay Area, but MB has yet to enjoy the slopes of Tahoe.

   In between you ask? Well there were countless job rejections, followed by a win in Malaysia. There were challenges, laughs, tears, adventure, loss, scars, raised glasses, a broken nose, and lifelong friendships made. I truly miss those who I grew close with over those dog days of summer. I'm thankful for the friendships that have grown back in Denver.

     I have never worked harder than I did in 2011. 2012 holds rewards; in whatever form it decides to present itself. I will finally graduate with my final degree (oh please no more school). I will be able to return to those who I miss dearly a world away, and I will be able to embark on the next adventure with those who I've grown closer to at home.

     Tomorrow I'll be ringing in the 2012 with a great group of people I haven't spent time with since I drifted far from Southern California. In an odd sort of way, this oval has come full circle.

     No one knows what the future holds and that is fact.

     So with nothing else to say, I raise my glass and clink it to you world...never cease to amaze and never fear the discovery.

-M

Coming to a Computer Screen Near You from Salt Lake City, UT

     If you want to see America, drive it (I’ll accept train, although I don’t know if I’d recommend that). Welcome to Meg on the Road…

     If you want to see America, drive it (I’ll accept train, although I don’t know if I’d recommend that). Welcome to Meg on the Road…

     If you want to see America, drive it (I’ll accept train, although I don’t know if I’d recommend that). Welcome to Meg on the Road…

     If you want to see America, drive it (I’ll accept train, although I don’t know if I’d recommend that). Welcome to Meg on the Road…

Because Looking at Contracts Being Projected on the Walls Bore Me...Terribly

Why hello!

     It's been a while I know. I'm sure many of you have missed the random musings of the life of a 20-and-change American gal...(hint: sarcasm). Needless to say I've been involved in that slow drowning process called graduate school. Things have happened, good, bad, and ugly. This semester is the most difficult studio in the sequence of 7 studios. I won't bore you with the details, but it's a doozy and I'm not too sure if I am glad it's coming to an end or not. It will be another race down to the wire, requiring an all-too-un-grand photo finish.

     This post is for those who are/have suffered through it with me....it's been done before, but here is my list of:

 "You Know You are a Third Year M.Arch Student When..."

Why hello!

     It's been a while I know. I'm sure many of you have missed the random musings of the life of a 20-and-change American gal...(hint: sarcasm). Needless to say I've been involved in that slow drowning process called graduate school. Things have happened, good, bad, and ugly. This semester is the most difficult studio in the sequence of 7 studios. I won't bore you with the details, but it's a doozy and I'm not too sure if I am glad it's coming to an end or not. It will be another race down to the wire, requiring an all-too-un-grand photo finish.

     This post is for those who are/have suffered through it with me....it's been done before, but here is my list of:

 "You Know You are a Third Year M.Arch Student When..."

Why hello!

     It's been a while I know. I'm sure many of you have missed the random musings of the life of a 20-and-change American gal...(hint: sarcasm). Needless to say I've been involved in that slow drowning process called graduate school. Things have happened, good, bad, and ugly. This semester is the most difficult studio in the sequence of 7 studios. I won't bore you with the details, but it's a doozy and I'm not too sure if I am glad it's coming to an end or not. It will be another race down to the wire, requiring an all-too-un-grand photo finish.

     This post is for those who are/have suffered through it with me....it's been done before, but here is my list of:

 "You Know You are a Third Year M.Arch Student When..."

Why hello!

     It's been a while I know. I'm sure many of you have missed the random musings of the life of a 20-and-change American gal...(hint: sarcasm). Needless to say I've been involved in that slow drowning process called graduate school. Things have happened, good, bad, and ugly. This semester is the most difficult studio in the sequence of 7 studios. I won't bore you with the details, but it's a doozy and I'm not too sure if I am glad it's coming to an end or not. It will be another race down to the wire, requiring an all-too-un-grand photo finish.

     This post is for those who are/have suffered through it with me....it's been done before, but here is my list of:

 "You Know You are a Third Year M.Arch Student When..."

'So many different places to call home'

The following is an excerpt from my online portfolio (still to be published):

     Photography has been an active hobby of mine for about 10 years. Although what is pictured below is all digital (using various cameras both point and shoot as well as DSLR) I can shoot and develop analog as well.

     For me, photography is about capturing the mundane. The extraordinary frames that pass our view every day are what I seek to capture. When I travel or live abroad, I also try to capture the everyday activities. In an age where we are attached to the un-real we often pass by some of the great moments that are a reality right in front of us.

Keep shooting,

-M

The following is an excerpt from my online portfolio (still to be published):

     Photography has been an active hobby of mine for about 10 years. Although what is pictured below is all digital (using various cameras both point and shoot as well as DSLR) I can shoot and develop analog as well.

     For me, photography is about capturing the mundane. The extraordinary frames that pass our view every day are what I seek to capture. When I travel or live abroad, I also try to capture the everyday activities. In an age where we are attached to the un-real we often pass by some of the great moments that are a reality right in front of us.

Keep shooting,

-M

The following is an excerpt from my online portfolio (still to be published):

     Photography has been an active hobby of mine for about 10 years. Although what is pictured below is all digital (using various cameras both point and shoot as well as DSLR) I can shoot and develop analog as well.

     For me, photography is about capturing the mundane. The extraordinary frames that pass our view every day are what I seek to capture. When I travel or live abroad, I also try to capture the everyday activities. In an age where we are attached to the un-real we often pass by some of the great moments that are a reality right in front of us.

Keep shooting,

-M

The following is an excerpt from my online portfolio (still to be published):

     Photography has been an active hobby of mine for about 10 years. Although what is pictured below is all digital (using various cameras both point and shoot as well as DSLR) I can shoot and develop analog as well.

     For me, photography is about capturing the mundane. The extraordinary frames that pass our view every day are what I seek to capture. When I travel or live abroad, I also try to capture the everyday activities. In an age where we are attached to the un-real we often pass by some of the great moments that are a reality right in front of us.

Keep shooting,

-M

Comprehensive Studio

     I'll keep it brief - I'm exhausted. This semester's studio is Comprehensive Studio; meaning we work in teams to design a building to code, with a structural analysis and mechanical systems (which is the next step). We are also required to produce sheets that are in accordance with the American CAD Standards(hence some of the weird formatting). My partner, Claire, and I have only worked in places that don't follow the IBC (International Building Code) so this has been a re-learning experience for us. I love working with her, which is rare because she is also a good friend of mine. It's also nice that our talents and speed are in different areas (her models and sketching, me computers).

     Since the studio as a whole does site analysis I don't have any pictured below. The project is a mixed-use, Urban infill project in the historical LoDo district of Downtown Denver. Located here. There are a lot of building restrictions that I won't get into here. The line weights are a little messy thanks to InDesign, but I'm too tired to figure out how to fix it. My apologies. Enjoy!

PS...for all you non-architecture people, the pretty colored pictures are at the end.

Open publication - Free publishing - More architecture

Good fight and goodnight

-M

     I'll keep it brief - I'm exhausted. This semester's studio is Comprehensive Studio; meaning we work in teams to design a building to code, with a structural analysis and mechanical systems (which is the next step). We are also required to produce sheets that are in accordance with the American CAD Standards(hence some of the weird formatting). My partner, Claire, and I have only worked in places that don't follow the IBC (International Building Code) so this has been a re-learning experience for us. I love working with her, which is rare because she is also a good friend of mine. It's also nice that our talents and speed are in different areas (her models and sketching, me computers).

     Since the studio as a whole does site analysis I don't have any pictured below. The project is a mixed-use, Urban infill project in the historical LoDo district of Downtown Denver. Located here. There are a lot of building restrictions that I won't get into here. The line weights are a little messy thanks to InDesign, but I'm too tired to figure out how to fix it. My apologies. Enjoy!

PS...for all you non-architecture people, the pretty colored pictures are at the end.

Open publication - Free publishing - More architecture

Good fight and goodnight

-M

     I'll keep it brief - I'm exhausted. This semester's studio is Comprehensive Studio; meaning we work in teams to design a building to code, with a structural analysis and mechanical systems (which is the next step). We are also required to produce sheets that are in accordance with the American CAD Standards(hence some of the weird formatting). My partner, Claire, and I have only worked in places that don't follow the IBC (International Building Code) so this has been a re-learning experience for us. I love working with her, which is rare because she is also a good friend of mine. It's also nice that our talents and speed are in different areas (her models and sketching, me computers).

     Since the studio as a whole does site analysis I don't have any pictured below. The project is a mixed-use, Urban infill project in the historical LoDo district of Downtown Denver. Located here. There are a lot of building restrictions that I won't get into here. The line weights are a little messy thanks to InDesign, but I'm too tired to figure out how to fix it. My apologies. Enjoy!

PS...for all you non-architecture people, the pretty colored pictures are at the end.

Open publication - Free publishing - More architecture

Good fight and goodnight

-M

     I'll keep it brief - I'm exhausted. This semester's studio is Comprehensive Studio; meaning we work in teams to design a building to code, with a structural analysis and mechanical systems (which is the next step). We are also required to produce sheets that are in accordance with the American CAD Standards(hence some of the weird formatting). My partner, Claire, and I have only worked in places that don't follow the IBC (International Building Code) so this has been a re-learning experience for us. I love working with her, which is rare because she is also a good friend of mine. It's also nice that our talents and speed are in different areas (her models and sketching, me computers).

     Since the studio as a whole does site analysis I don't have any pictured below. The project is a mixed-use, Urban infill project in the historical LoDo district of Downtown Denver. Located here. There are a lot of building restrictions that I won't get into here. The line weights are a little messy thanks to InDesign, but I'm too tired to figure out how to fix it. My apologies. Enjoy!

PS...for all you non-architecture people, the pretty colored pictures are at the end.

Open publication - Free publishing - More architecture

Good fight and goodnight

-M

"Do you hear that voice inside your head? Whispering to live your dreams instead? Some people cling to what they know, but I woke up and now it's time to go"

     Have you ever ran and ran until you just collapsed? Until your legs felt as if they would give out? Until your mind enters a different place outside of your immediate reality? Until everything became, well, clear as mud? I go through this ritual about twice a month. The funny thing is I actually despise running whether it be on a track, the road, a trail, or a treadmill. However, for whatever reason the right string of songs pops through my headphones, the stars align, and I go. When it’s all over, my world becomes slightly less murky than when I first step foot into the gym.

     Have you ever ran and ran until you just collapsed? Until your legs felt as if they would give out? Until your mind enters a different place outside of your immediate reality? Until everything became, well, clear as mud? I go through this ritual about twice a month. The funny thing is I actually despise running whether it be on a track, the road, a trail, or a treadmill. However, for whatever reason the right string of songs pops through my headphones, the stars align, and I go. When it’s all over, my world becomes slightly less murky than when I first step foot into the gym.

     Have you ever ran and ran until you just collapsed? Until your legs felt as if they would give out? Until your mind enters a different place outside of your immediate reality? Until everything became, well, clear as mud? I go through this ritual about twice a month. The funny thing is I actually despise running whether it be on a track, the road, a trail, or a treadmill. However, for whatever reason the right string of songs pops through my headphones, the stars align, and I go. When it’s all over, my world becomes slightly less murky than when I first step foot into the gym.

     Have you ever ran and ran until you just collapsed? Until your legs felt as if they would give out? Until your mind enters a different place outside of your immediate reality? Until everything became, well, clear as mud? I go through this ritual about twice a month. The funny thing is I actually despise running whether it be on a track, the road, a trail, or a treadmill. However, for whatever reason the right string of songs pops through my headphones, the stars align, and I go. When it’s all over, my world becomes slightly less murky than when I first step foot into the gym.

'When we find the perfect water we'll hang out on the shore just long enough to leave our clothes there'

     It is safe to say that fall has arrived. Today was the first day I've felt the chill of winter creeping in. I know this, in part, because of the large hole I discovered in the inseam of my jeans today. While rummaging through the closet my hands stumbled upon a pair of pants I haven't worn in quite some time. I was somewhat surprised they were pushed towards the back of the closet because I wore them often. Usually, I trust my intuition, which told me to pick something else out, but I'm one to roll the dice on whim and went for it. You win some, you lose some. Without getting into too much boring detail, today was a day in which I lost more than I won, but I'm ok with that.

     It is safe to say that fall has arrived. Today was the first day I've felt the chill of winter creeping in. I know this, in part, because of the large hole I discovered in the inseam of my jeans today. While rummaging through the closet my hands stumbled upon a pair of pants I haven't worn in quite some time. I was somewhat surprised they were pushed towards the back of the closet because I wore them often. Usually, I trust my intuition, which told me to pick something else out, but I'm one to roll the dice on whim and went for it. You win some, you lose some. Without getting into too much boring detail, today was a day in which I lost more than I won, but I'm ok with that.

     It is safe to say that fall has arrived. Today was the first day I've felt the chill of winter creeping in. I know this, in part, because of the large hole I discovered in the inseam of my jeans today. While rummaging through the closet my hands stumbled upon a pair of pants I haven't worn in quite some time. I was somewhat surprised they were pushed towards the back of the closet because I wore them often. Usually, I trust my intuition, which told me to pick something else out, but I'm one to roll the dice on whim and went for it. You win some, you lose some. Without getting into too much boring detail, today was a day in which I lost more than I won, but I'm ok with that.

     It is safe to say that fall has arrived. Today was the first day I've felt the chill of winter creeping in. I know this, in part, because of the large hole I discovered in the inseam of my jeans today. While rummaging through the closet my hands stumbled upon a pair of pants I haven't worn in quite some time. I was somewhat surprised they were pushed towards the back of the closet because I wore them often. Usually, I trust my intuition, which told me to pick something else out, but I'm one to roll the dice on whim and went for it. You win some, you lose some. Without getting into too much boring detail, today was a day in which I lost more than I won, but I'm ok with that.