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fandomhigh2012-02-10 12:31 am
drinks_coffeezilla) wrote in fandomhigh2012-02-10 12:31 am
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The Art of Scrap, Friday, Period 4
When the class congregated in the art room today, they might notice the large stack of somewhat worn clothing heaped up on Dean's desk. With plenty of room left aside for the coffee, no worries.
"This week I was going to get on to talk more about composition," Dean said, frowning down at his mug, which had the string from a lemon tea bag hanging over the side. "But I'm coming down with a cold and I don't feel like talking so much, so you lucky cats get to learn about color theory next week. This week, there are old clothes, scraps of fabric, glue, scissors, needles and thread, and there are even a few sewing machines that I borrowed from the home ec room. Get creative. Make something new. Or work on your sculptures. Just so long as you're keeping busy, I'm satisfied that you're staying out of trouble."
Ugh, tea. That was not his thing.
"This week I was going to get on to talk more about composition," Dean said, frowning down at his mug, which had the string from a lemon tea bag hanging over the side. "But I'm coming down with a cold and I don't feel like talking so much, so you lucky cats get to learn about color theory next week. This week, there are old clothes, scraps of fabric, glue, scissors, needles and thread, and there are even a few sewing machines that I borrowed from the home ec room. Get creative. Make something new. Or work on your sculptures. Just so long as you're keeping busy, I'm satisfied that you're staying out of trouble."
Ugh, tea. That was not his thing.