Today is my last day as Office Manager and Architectural Intern at David Weir Architects.
The decision to leave the office that has given me so much to my professional development was not an easy one to make; rather, it was been the most difficult. It was a mutual decision between myself and David for the benefit of the both of us; DWA is growing exponentially, and - as such - requires more attention from the small core team, where my commitments to SONA, ALVA and my (hopefully) final year of undergraduate studies demands more of my time - time that cannot be given to DWA.
In the last 2 years, 2 months and 7 days, I have been given the most wonderful experience that any student of architecture could ask for, by a mentor that is too humble to publicly admit his inherent abilities. Out of the numerous architects who I approached, David was the one who took a chance on taking me on. It is not within my judgement to determine if that chance paid off; however, it is within my reservation to declare that I gave as much as I possibly could to ensure the success of the role and the office. David, thank you for giving me the opportunity to become not just an architect, but a critical analyst of architecture and how to express this profession with the right amount of finesse and repsect. Your support and guidance will not fade away, and my time at DWA will be proudly worn as a badge of honour.
I must also recognise the work and guidance of others who have come and gone through my time at DWA. Ariane Prevost has been a tremendous repository of all wisdom, humour and sweet biscuits; someone who I will still continue to turn to for sage advice and the occasional coffee date. Despite no longer being co-workers, my hijinks with Lachlan McNeil will continue as housemates and someone who can easily teach me a thing or two about documentation; he has truly redefined the meaning of diligence and loyalty and will continue to be a valuable asset at DWA. There are also many interns who have managed to keep us on our toes, and our next-door neighbours who we've somehow kept out of trouble from the landlord; a day at DWA was never quiet, dull or boring when surrounded by such amicable individuals.
Once upon a time, I was a bumbling, fumbling student with no experience who answered a facebook update looking for masters students seeking work experience in a small firm in Mosman Park. Today, I can shamefully admit that I am still a bumbling, fumbling student, but at least I've been given the training to control it and channel it into useful skills applicable to my profession.
Here's to the future - wherever that takes us.