At Home:
-To kick things off, I opened my bedroom door and saw my roommate's hairdryer in the hallway. This felt foreign. For one thing, the hair dryer isn't mine. I don't recognize it, I have no use for it, I have no memories with it. For another thing, the house we live in is my childhood home-- a home I have a LOT of experience with. And for the vast majority of my relationship with this home, there hasn't been a hairdryer in the hallway. There's been a dog or two, a pile of my jackets, or the footstool that my very short mother uses to reach high cabinets. But no hairdryer. It felt foreign, and a little off-putting. Hairdryers don't belong in hallways.
-I came into the kitchen and opened the blinds, eager for the sunlight to wake my sleepy eyes. Immediately, I notice an orange, plastic hanger in the street in front of my house. My reaction was visceral disgust-- the hanger looked so alien against the otherwise scenic vista of my snowy yard. To make matters worse, I have a big thing against purchasing plastic... so this added salt to the wound. Finally, compounding on all of this, the hanger was broken. There's no use for it anymore, at least not one I can think of off the bat. I can't even adopt the ugly thing into my musty coat closet. It's 7:00 am and I'm already feeling irritable.
At the Gym:
-I head to my local climbing gym, only to notice more off-putting nuisances. The parking lot there is a big, fat nuisance, if I've ever seen one. For one thing, it's massively ugly-- not even a half-ass display of bushes can be found. For another thing, it's challenging to navigate. The gym shares a large strip mall with a dozen or so other popular businesses, which makes the parking lot crowded and bustling at all hours. This factor, mixed with the fact that the lot lacks clear signage and direction, makes for a gridlock, rush hour experience every time I try to park. Then, after exiting my car, I have the even more challenging task of walking through the lot as a pedestrian. Large banks of residual snow have made the lanes even more narrow than usual, and cars swerve in and out of the corridors, with little concern for people walking. Honestly, if I hadn't quickly leapt to the side, I would've been hit by two cars. Within two minutes.
On Public Transit:
-Since I'm coming straight from the gym to school today, I park my car at a Walgreens near the bus stop. (Usually I walk from my house to a different bus stop, but I didn't have time to drive home after the gym today.) Yet another frustrating parking lot! The Walgreens lot is only accessible from an obscure driveway off of a busy street. Meaning, as cars slow down drastically to turn into the lot, other cars behind them are stalled, creating a traffic clot. This also means that when cars are trying to leave the parking lot, they're congested all together out of this tiny driveway, all trying to turn onto the massively busy road.
-As I'm waiting for the bus, conditions aren't great. The sidewalk is narrow and speckled with litter-- crumpled chip bags, crushed cigarettes, and soggy fluorescent advertising fliers. I feel like I'm forced right into traffic, with little refuge from the speeding cars. There's also nothing to look at. The street is a monotony of glaring, gaudy marquees and depressed concrete.
On Campus:
-Compared to other venues of the morning, campus feels pretty good. This is saying something, since normally I'm full of critique for the design/flow (or lack thereof) of this university. (Seriously, I have a page in my notebook full of things I would like to change... I know, I know, I should submit these ideas as SCIF projects.) Nonetheless, there are still some irritating factors. It feels like parking lots were a focus and sidewalks were an afterthought. Someone thought about all the most convenient places for people to park, where they could get direct access to buildings, and then tossed us pedestrians a bone by putting sidewalks in the remaining space-- effectively creating convoluted, inconvenient walking routes that lead to nowhere and are constantly being interrupted by cars. (The construction which further closes off sidewalks doesn't help.)
-Sitting in Environmental Ethics, I feel claustrophobic, cooped up, and uninspired. This classroom is more of a closet-- it's one small window blacked out with what appears to be butcher paper, the wall painted a nauseating neon green, and the fluorescent lights buzzing. I know there are many things demanding attention and funding on campus, but it would really be wonderful to study and learn in a space that feels creative, inviting, inspiring, and welcoming.
So, there you have it! I feel like a big 'ole nag for writing this post-- let me assure you there were happy things about my day too! (Saw a really cute chipmunk, enjoyed the view of my backyard, had a nice conversation with my neighbor, got maintenance done around my house, etc, etc.) In assessing these notes, I've realized a few things: I like feeling like I have a tie or a relationship to the spaces I inhabit. I like feeling like my personal values are represented and respected in my community. I like spaces that flow smoothly with clear instruction on how to use them as pedestrians and motorists. I like when citizens offer consideration and patience to those around them. I like when healthy/sustainable choices are encouraged and enabled by the design of a space. I like when spaces boost my mood instead of drain it.
Now the challenge: how to design spaces like these.

















