Everyone who has gone through architecture knows the question.  “Why did you choose architecture?”  I have a standard answer that goes into the toys I played with as a kid, the idea of building and thinking through problems, et cetera et cetera but the real answer is pretty simple: My family supported my idea and here I am.  

I always used to wonder as a kid if I were adopted because of all the seemingly stark differences between myself and my family.  I’m 100% sure I’m not but the fact that I was taller than everyone [extended family included] in my family by age 14, being left handed while everyone else was right-handed, and being the “creative” or “artistic” one of a family of lawyers, nurses, and administrators made me wonder.  Even if I were adopted, I would have to say that my family was probably one of the strongest reasons for the career choice I made.  So this post is mostly going to the family of architecture kids but after reading this, I realized that significant others should abide by these rules as well.  If you’ve found this on the vast expanses of the internet, you’re in luck because I’m going to guide you on how to deal with cope stop crying about support your architecture kid.  There will be more volumes because let’s be honest, this post would be pages long if I tried to cover everything.  Plus, I need to confer with other architecture kids to make sure I cover everything pertinent.  Okay.  Ready?  Here we go:



1.  Don’t try to talk your kid out of it.

I was really surprised when I got into architecture school to learn of fellow students who had parents who totally disagreed with the idea of their kid trying to be an architect.  And I say “try” because I cannot tell you how many people I saw leave the school after one semester.  So my advice is to just support your kid.  If architecture isn’t for them, they’ll realize it really quickly.  The worst is they waist a semester of school and that’s not honestly not that bad. 

2.  The Forbidden phrases

This might not be the case for many people but the phrases “How long are you/it going to take?”, “This stuff is just fluff (or any derivative of the word fluff)”, and “That’s not that hard” would make me want to smack even the Holiest of Holy people [minus Jesus] if it were in reference to a project I am doing.  In the beginning of architecture school, your kid has no idea what they are getting themselves into.  Like a sport, it takes a lot of practice to figure out exactly what you can do and how long it will take you to do so.  So save yourself a tongue lashing and just leave “How long are you/it going to take?” alone.  The other two phrases need no explanation because they basically tell your kid, “Hey, you suck” and you don’t want to do that do you?  Didn’t think so.

3. Yes, it costs that much

Models cost a sh*tload to make.  They cost blood, sweat, tears your first born child, your soul, and you’re money.  Your child will be broke as long as they are in Architecture School.  And the sooner you prepare for the cost of materials, the better.  The more creative you’re kid gets, the more it’s going to cost.  What can I say, Creativity Costs. ß *Tee-Shirt*
4.  Go see your kid in their element

My family came to studio only a handful of times.  They kind of failed on that but when they did come, they were right on time.  They helped with my Thesis, just came through to say hi, and showed a genuine interest in what I was working on.

5.  Care Packages

Never got one. Brothers always did.  I was jealous.  Do this for your kid.  Just saying.



This should start you off in the right lane.  Please believe there will be more. Next volume will deal with sleep deprivation.

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