He wants to tone it down. Pity.
Because seriously, how baller would it be to get in, even after having submitted this version?
I think it’s funny that, in applying for a design program, I’ve been asked to write an essay. If words were my strength, I’d be selling Jane Eyre forgeries as lost works or I’d be crafting a very articulate refutation to every work Shepard Fairey has ever made. Because I think his explanations are a crock of shit.
Instead I prefer design, because someone once told me that Rosa Parks’ husband was the one who got her involved with the NAACP, that his actions helped spur a movement, and that nobody is really sure what made him want to get involved in the first place. Maybe someone at church told him about the NAACP. Maybe he saw a poster and the clever use of photography styles and typography made him think, My wife should do something about this.
It unintentionally strengthens the case for essays. Doesn’t it?