Blank Page Art Club, Art Classroom, Monday 2/16 (After Classes)

[thismaskiwear.livejournal.com]

It wasn't by intention or design that Katchoo made it down before everyone else did this week, unless you meant by the intention and design of a cute and innocuous little clock who'd pestered her and pestered her until she headed down just to find that she was the first one there.

With a shrug, she got all the supplies out, set up an easel for herself in the corner, and got to work after putting up a sign that read:

Georgia O'Keefe had flowers. What's your metaphor?

It wasn't really a discussion question. It was just sort of there -- she wanted to see if the dirty implications hadn't occurred to anyone yet, and how they'd react.

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[notyourpawn.livejournal.com]

"Which aspect?" Alice asked, intrigued. "Dying itself, the moment of death, or its aftermath?"

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[swipedthatfoot.livejournal.com]

Claire was mostly just talking to talk; it took her a second to refocus on Alice. "Aftermath," she finally said, blinking just a little. "My family runs a funeral home. I've kind of thought a lot about dead bodies."

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[notyourpawn.livejournal.com]

"I would imagine, in that regard," Alice nodded calmly. "And mortality, one would expect. You would only see the rawness of grief, and not its resolution. Unless funerals do help with that; I've heard conflicting stories."

She had missed her family's funerals; she could never decide if she regretted that or not.

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[swipedthatfoot.livejournal.com]

"It depends on who you are," Claire said. "My oldest brother threw a fit at our dad's funeral, 'cause he thought it was all artificial. But I think seeing it helped my mom." She frowned a little. "Not the Nate having a fit part."

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[notyourpawn.livejournal.com]

"Did it help you?" Alice asked. She quickly shook her head. "Forgive me, that might be a terribly personal thing to ask."

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[swipedthatfoot.livejournal.com]

"I brought it up," Claire shrugged. "It ... I don't know. It was one more weird thing in a weird week. Like I didn't think I had an option about it."

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[notyourpawn.livejournal.com]

"I don't believe I did, either," she mused, "but the other way 'round. I wonder if I should have liked to go, if I could have. I do hope that it helped you, in some manner."