No More Teacher's Dirty Looks

I taught my final class today. It's funny how each class is different, each one like a little experiment or project. You can plan it all you want, but what the students bring (or don't bring) to the class really changes it. Maybe this is more true of studio classes than of lectures, I'm not sure.

My class last year and my class this year were markedly different. In some ways, last year's syllabus was better. In other ways, this year's was. I'm still trying to find a balance between tactical skills like making wireframes vs. conceptual skills. Last year, I erred one way, this year, I erred on the other side. Oh well, there's always next time. If there is a next time.

Originally posted on Wednesday, April 27, 2005