Four years in the making, this hard-hitting exposé, pulls no punches in looking at the dark underbelly of product design education. There was blood, there was sweat, and there were definitely tears.



Thirty-eight young young designers, whose talent is only eclipsed by their verve, kindness, generosity, procrastination, messiness, disorganisation and whininess.



Thirty-eight individuals, who, over the course of four years, became a family, a unit, a unique Gestalt that we call the Otis 2010 Product Design graduating class. All very much at the beginning of something, nowhere near the end.