'M A N A G EYOURSPace'

V I S U A L D E C E P T I O N

I N S P I R A T I O N

E Q U U S- A S S I G N M E N T 1

Home, (not so sweet), Home….

I proposed four similar designs all hinging off a or many aspects of my character, Rylee Tippin’s, life. Due to my Rylee’s current status in life, being split between to personalities, juggling a new girlfriend, and filing death certificates all day, my designs developed a sense of repetition, mirroring, and backbone. The designs essentially resemble events that are at present, question being if they have an effect, change or hinder Rylee through interaction.

All the designs incorporate what I have called, a ’backbone’ or ‘spine’. This was a decision made to provide a starting point for each of the designs, also Rylee seems grounded and in control, but it’s what happens when that control is lost. The ‘backbone’ is used in various ways throughout the designs, it divides good and bad, offers a place of familiarity, explains a journey of events and memories, and portrays a loss of control.

As the reflection towers relay Rylee's image out into the public he has to be mindful of his actions and reactions. If he is not careful his dark secret will be revealed to all.

D E S I G N 1

Design 1 evolved around the 50/50 personality split. The projection to the tower occurs in the center of the two 'attitudes'. The 'pods' are the 12 units, each unique to the next. The 'pods' symbolise repetition in Rylee's life with his work. As Rylee developed his bad habit by force of needing to survive and keep his job, the building resembles this. The 'pods' are like a life force surviving of the 'backbone'. Destroy the backbone, destroy it all.

D E S I G N 2

Design 2 focuses on the units, resembling a memory from early childhood and evolving into choices made at present, portraying intervals of Rylee's life. The 'backbone' represents Rylee's life itself, as the memories/events hinge off it. Unit 7 is the entrance to this design. This was done so that Rylee cannot escape his reflection, therefore, he is updated with his life status everyday/night. Will it provoke change??? Or further eradicate current???

D E S I G N 3

Design 3 took the approach of a severed 'backbone', again showing choices and change in Rylee's life. At the break the path is split into two one continuing as usual, the other burrowing into the ground. The units are expressed in repetitions, again relating to work. Unit 7 is Rylee's first point of entrance from his nightly expeditions, constantly reminding him of his flaws. Are these constant reminders creating and adverse effect??? At least a choice of path is present.
D E S I G N 4






Design 4 centralises the 'backbone' and incorporates two 'attitudes' making up the units. The units intersect and correlate together despite there differences. The 'backbone' acts as the liberation between the two. All circulation throughout the building is passed through unit 7, again confrounting Rylee with his status.

H O R S E L A T I T U D E

Officer: office of death certificates
-->The (begin)ing of a new end....

Diary Entry #131:

13/04/1991. Rylee Tippin. 39 years old. The weekend. Finally… It seemed like it would never come. The week forgone expressed, yet again, the slumber in death percentage. Down 47 percent, the lowest rate for years. Job cuts are inevitable so the boss says, how will i survive wit no income. somethig must be done....

I never knew my parents, nor have any brother or sisters, I have never really been close to anyone, just few local lads down the pub and thats all really. Recently this has changed… Amanda is coming over tomorrow night, she is 34, brown eyes and beautiful. I've planned to cook for her and take her to the local soccer match, just like how we meet.

I am currently curled up by the fire enjoying my usual drop of red, alone, as usual. Living alone allows the absence of physical bodies to reveal the overwhelming resonance of spiritual activity. The constant filing of death certificates that resembles fallen life has slowly taken its toll on me, I feel immune to the pain and suffering death causes. I can’t help but think of the necessity my job has on the need for deaths. I feel like I’m not alone, I get shivers even when it’s warm. I love the darkness at night; but need the warmth of natural light throughout the day. My suspicions and anticipation has caused me to provoke surprises and made me very conscious, I like to see and plan the road ahead.

I need something to keep my mind occupied, I feel my spiral downwards is only the beginning. Am i suppose to start something new or change my ways. Who am i, and what are these new aggressions i feel???

The beginning of a new end...

Diary Entry #132:



7/07/1991. Rylee Tippin. 39 years old. I've just done something terrible....

Events leading from the decline in deaths and the instability my job, I've decided to take matters into my own hands. Tonight was my first. The victim was no one in particular, just walking down the wrong dark side street at the wrong time i guess. I was nervous and shaking, i had to control my actions. I sat and waited for the perfect moment, as i pulled my knife out i paused, almost like i froze from frightening myself. My eyes were shut the whole time. As i opened them it was all over, it happened so fast. The warm blood dripping from my knife, as the dead body laid eyes open, as if she were still alive. Strangely enough i felt happy and i enjoyed it, knowing from that point onwards it was not the last...

A few days later i filed my first victims death certificate. My boss even said good work this week rylee.