I was 17 years old when I did my apprenticeship as a commercial artist. I was taught craft, drafting and construction by artisans, reproductionists, illusionists, and masters.
It was about aesthetics and technique, precision, flamboyancy, extreme, colour and movement, theatricality. I did my apprenticeship in one of the oldest commercial art houses in Melbourne, born of the thespian world, a world which exists no more.
When I studied Theatre and Film design at the National Institute of Dramatic Arts it was all about philosophical and intellectual meaning. I would here learn to question and answer everything, to influence and be influenced and discern every mark I was to make.
I could give you a myriad of philosophical meanings… how many of them would truly be intellectual would be debatable. Intellectual…
