Back to my time in Auburn…
In the middle of all that I was doing during my internship at Auburn University, I was also applying to grad school. The idea of going had never left my mind despite the negative experience that I had on my visit to the-school-that-I-will-not-name. And working with Tracy Oleinick I was realizing something important: There is very little time for teaching and learning in the professional workplace. This isn’t to say that you can’t learn in a professional environment. Of course you learn things. But it’s smaller things here and there. When there are big things that you want to learn like tailoring or pattern making or other such things, there just isn’t enough time in the work day. Getting the work done is more important. Show deadlines have to be met. And there was so much that I wanted to learn still. I needed to go back to school.
I began looking in the fall of 2008 shortly after I arrived in Auburn. The first thing that I discovered is that there aren’t a lot of programs teaching what I wanted to learn. I wanted to sew, pattern, drape, and just generally make things. Most of the programs were training designers. Even programs that advertised their construction courses seemed to be focusing on design first and foremost. I only found a handful of schools that seemed serious about training costume technicians.
Of that handful, only three were of any interest to me. Those schools were Boston University, University of Texas at Austin, and University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill. As I looked into the programs more closely, I ruled out UT. It just wasn’t resonating with me. There isn’t really a more concrete reason than that for me. It just didn’t feel right. So, I contacted the other two programs to get more information. As I delved deeper, Boston wasn’t resonating with me either but UNC was.
I liked that the program at UNC was strongly oriented to training costume technicians. In fact, they don’t even have a design track. For me this was a MAJOR PLUS! They also had a wide range of courses covering all of the things that I wanted to learn: flat pattern, draping, costume history, crafts classes, etc. And they have a professional company associated with them, PlayMakers Repertory Company, for which the graduate students make the costumes beginning the first year that they are there. This meant continuing professional experience while in school.
I arranged a visit. Apparently I was far ahead of the game. I had no idea at the time that I was so early. I guess most prospective students visit schools in February and March. I visited in November. Later I learned that many students haven’t even applied at this point. Technically neither had I. Part of what I wanted to find out during my visit was whether or not they thought I was ready to apply. Since the school was only an hour and a half from my parents’ home, I visited while I was home for Thanksgiving break.
I thought that I was prepared for this visit…I was wrong. I knew that I was going to be sitting in on classes. I had no idea that I would be participating. This was nearing the end of the semester and participating in these classes was like diving into the deep end, you just try to keep your head above the water! The first class of the day was the Couture Methods class. I was okay when we were learning the hand stitches, after all the students were learning them too. But when it came to the machine stitches and sitting down at a machine I ran into my first obstacle. The grad students use industrial sewing machines and I had never used one before. One of the students kindly pointed me toward an available machine to use and I froze. What was I supposed to do? Would this count against me? I felt like I was getting a pop quiz and hadn’t studied.
So what does one do in this situation? I fessed up. I admitted that I had never used an industrial sewing machine before and waited to see what happened. They offered me the use of one of the home sewing machines that they have in the shop for undergraduate students to use. But I didn’t want to miss an opportunity so I said thank you but if someone was willing to show me what the differences were I would really like to learn to use an industrial. One of the students very kindly gave me an overview of the machine and the differences between industrial and home machines and I began to work on my sewing sample and I figured that if nothing else came out of this whole experience at least I had learned how to finally use an industrial!
Next obstacle…second year flat patterning. If I thought that the earlier class with the first year students was being thrown into the deep end, this was like being left in the middle of the ocean. I was lost throughout the entire class. We were working on patterning a unitard and I didn’t have one single bit of the foundation required. I just struggled along, followed instructions as best as I could, and sighed a BIG sigh of relief when the class was over. These were the only two classes of the day so I was safe right? Wrong.
Lunch was good. I’ll say this…if you can choose any day to visit a grad school, go on the day when Thanksgiving meal is being served. The department had a huge spread and everyone was invited, including lucky me! I sat and talked with Judy Adamson, the head of the costume department, while I ate. I also met a few of the faculty and staff members as they came in and out for food.
Then into the afternoon. I was given time to go around to each of the students and talk with them as they worked, ask them questions, and take a look at some of the things they had done. This was really helpful and informative and looking at the things they were making made me want to go to this grad school really badly.
Then came the portfolio review. I had assumed that this part would be just between me and the faculty but you know what they say about when you assume. My portfolio presentation was *surprise* for the entire costume department faculty AND students. Talk about nerves. Then once you’ve gotten through the presentation they all get their turn to ask you questions. Holy moly. Apparently (and I didn’t find this out until much later) the students get to have a say in who is accepted into the program. The reasoning being that they have to spend the most time with the new recruits and should get some input. This is why the students get to sit in on the portfolio presentation and ask questions. I approve but it does make for a really stressful situation for the applicant.
After that the day began to wind down and I received a lovely surprise. The two first year students invited me to go to dinner with them so that I could ask them whatever else I wanted to know about the program, the coursework, financial aid, or the town and life in general. This was great and made me feel a lot better about the whole day.
The next evening I came back to see the show that was currently running at PlayMakers. I had been offered the opportunity to see it the night before but had decided since home was so close, I would rest after the long stressful day and come back more relaxed the next day. The show was The Little Prince and it was amazing. I loved everything about it.
My research into programs and my visit had all made one thing very clear. This was the program I wanted to be in. If I had to apply every year until I got in, that’s what I was going to do. Fortunately, that wasn’t necessary. In late March I received my acceptance into the program. I was literally jumping up and down in my excitement. I couldn’t believe it. But it was true, I was in. And the next three years would be some of the most difficult and exhausting times in my life but also some of the most rewarding. I never could have imagined how much grad school would improve my abilities and though I had times where I wondered if it was all worth it, I’m really glad that I did it. I couldn’t have gotten where I am without it.