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fandomhigh2012-05-18 09:07 am
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Art Therapy! [Friday, P2]
The art room was set out a little more normally than last week. No coffee this time, because it really didn’t go very well with practical art. You could not imagine the number of times Angela had almost drunk dirty paint water.
Not that anyone would find that a problem today. In this case, it would be dirty clay water, which was almost as bad.
“Today, we are experimenting with pottery,” Angela announced. “Which I think you’ll love. I hope you all paid attention to the sign up note about wearing clothes that can get dirty.” Clay dust got everywhere.
“The preparation is almost the best part of this, and the most therapeutic, because it basically amounts to hitting some clay”, and Angela launched into an explanation of some different varieties of kneading and exactly why she thought this was remotely relevant to art therapy. “Once you’re happy with your air bubble-less clay, and you’ve taken any bad feelings out on the stuff, you can get to making something. I don’t mind what, just relax, let your mind wander, and whatever flows, flows. Later you can pair up and talk about what you’ve made.” Or whatever else, because like anyone would stick on topic
“I’ll get it all fired by next week and you can keep it.” If it turned out respectably and people wanted their stuff. “Remember to put a hole in the bottom if it’s not a pot, or it could explode and that’s never pretty.” Never.
“Okay, collect some clay and a tub of tools and get kneading.”
Not that anyone would find that a problem today. In this case, it would be dirty clay water, which was almost as bad.
“Today, we are experimenting with pottery,” Angela announced. “Which I think you’ll love. I hope you all paid attention to the sign up note about wearing clothes that can get dirty.” Clay dust got everywhere.
“The preparation is almost the best part of this, and the most therapeutic, because it basically amounts to hitting some clay”, and Angela launched into an explanation of some different varieties of kneading and exactly why she thought this was remotely relevant to art therapy. “Once you’re happy with your air bubble-less clay, and you’ve taken any bad feelings out on the stuff, you can get to making something. I don’t mind what, just relax, let your mind wander, and whatever flows, flows. Later you can pair up and talk about what you’ve made.” Or whatever else, because like anyone would stick on topic
“I’ll get it all fired by next week and you can keep it.” If it turned out respectably and people wanted their stuff. “Remember to put a hole in the bottom if it’s not a pot, or it could explode and that’s never pretty.” Never.
“Okay, collect some clay and a tub of tools and get kneading.”
Re: Knead!
Sure, it wasn't the same kind of kneading -- just something that looked kind of similar -- but you wouldn't be able to convince Bucky of that. See above, re: learning.
Anyway, he hopped up on top of his ball of clay and worked it with all four paws, clenching and stretching his toes, and really getting his claws into it. It may have ruined his clay and filled it with cat fur, but it was GREAT for relieving tension. He even -- although he'd deny it -- started to purr as he worked.