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Hands-On Art, Class #4, Period 1
When the students arrived in class today, they'd find several possibly familiar-looking reprints of some paintings tacked up around the room, and a Lily waiting for everyone to show before speaking.
"Hi, guys, Hope those of you who spent any part of the weekend in the clinic are feeling better, or are at least on enough pain meds to not know the difference. That was a joke," she said quickly. "Drugs are bad." Really.
"You may have noticed our lovely room decorations today. These are some pretty well-known works, some by more famous artists, some not-so-famous, but I tried to go for a good range of different styles. Some of them we'll be studying a little about in class, later, too," Lily went on. "This first one here is Vase with Twelve Sunflowers by Van Goh, who was a little uncreative in naming that one. And then we have Water Lilies, by Claude Monet, A Sunday Afternoon on the Island of La Grande Jatte by Seurat, and yes, I think that one woman has a bustle, not a ghetto booty. There's The Scream by Edvard Munch, and finally, Nighthawks by Edward Hopper.
"They've all got different styles and were all painted in different ways, so this is more of you trying to find more of your own personal style by choosing one of these paintings to recreate in your own way. Remember when you tried out some new mediums? Hopefully you found something you're comfortable with, so feel free to use whatever you want. Go wild. I have no problem with you taking your work home to work on, either, as long as it comes back here next week so I can see it.
"Oh," and Lily added, almost as an afterthought. "We're also kind of sort of having homework now, sorry. It's easy, I swear. For next week, bring in a picture or a really really good mental image of something you'd maybe consider for a good still life piece. See, easy."
"Hi, guys, Hope those of you who spent any part of the weekend in the clinic are feeling better, or are at least on enough pain meds to not know the difference. That was a joke," she said quickly. "Drugs are bad." Really.
"You may have noticed our lovely room decorations today. These are some pretty well-known works, some by more famous artists, some not-so-famous, but I tried to go for a good range of different styles. Some of them we'll be studying a little about in class, later, too," Lily went on. "This first one here is Vase with Twelve Sunflowers by Van Goh, who was a little uncreative in naming that one. And then we have Water Lilies, by Claude Monet, A Sunday Afternoon on the Island of La Grande Jatte by Seurat, and yes, I think that one woman has a bustle, not a ghetto booty. There's The Scream by Edvard Munch, and finally, Nighthawks by Edward Hopper.
"They've all got different styles and were all painted in different ways, so this is more of you trying to find more of your own personal style by choosing one of these paintings to recreate in your own way. Remember when you tried out some new mediums? Hopefully you found something you're comfortable with, so feel free to use whatever you want. Go wild. I have no problem with you taking your work home to work on, either, as long as it comes back here next week so I can see it.
"Oh," and Lily added, almost as an afterthought. "We're also kind of sort of having homework now, sorry. It's easy, I swear. For next week, bring in a picture or a really really good mental image of something you'd maybe consider for a good still life piece. See, easy."

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She searched out a tub of masking fluid and watercolours and started on a ground. Once she was sure of that part, the rest should come.
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She tugged her turtle neck up a little higher. "Guess it was just the Universe telling me I shouldn't go back on my decisions."
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She slashed at her painting a little more. "God, I don't even want to run into him or Alec again. I'll be way too embarrassed. He apologized to me on radio, you know? And why? It wasn't his fault."
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If she decided she was going to recreate the Seurat piece in a distinctly non-pointillist way, well . . . Lily using the phrase "ghetto booty" had given her ideas, and Katchoo was nothing if not perverse, so . . .
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Was stick figure art a good medium?
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She . . . actually had no idea if that made the piece more German or not, but if anyone asked, that's what she'd tell them.
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With zombies. Everything was better with zombies.
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He was glad to have this class today; drawing was so cathartic.
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It... didn't turn out very well. The medium had nothing to do with it; Sokka just sucked at art.