Ash's Art Appreciation, Studio Work #6

[names-ash.livejournal.com]

::Ash sits in his chair, since his desk still isn't repaired from yesterday::

::There are no materials laid out for the class, but there is instructions on the board, as usual::

"Art isn't necessarily objects. Today, you will do something artistic in front of me and your fellow students. Don't be shy, knuckleheads!"

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[positive-angel.livejournal.com]

Chihaya looked at the assignment and blinked several times. He didn't know if he could do anything 'artistic'. Well, one thing...maybe...

Worried to pieces that he'd look a fool, Chihaya stood up and cleared his throat. His high tenor voice rang through the classroom.

Oh Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling
From glen to glen, and down the mountain side
The summer's gone, and all the flowers are dying
'Tis you, 'tis you must go and I must bide.
But come ye back when summer's in the meadow
Or when the valley's hushed and white with snow
'Tis I'll be here in sunshine or in shadow
Oh Danny boy, oh Danny boy, I love you so.

Red cheeked and clearly embarrassed, he went back to his seat.

[names-ash.livejournal.com]

::stands up and applauds::

That was really beautiful, kid. Good job.

[deirdreofamber.livejournal.com]

*dries her eyes* What a lovely tune. I have never heard it, as we have very different music where I am from, but it is quite affecting, isn't it? Nicely done.

*smiles*