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Art, Monday, P2 [Week 4]
This morning, class started (unusually) exactly on time. No coffee, no pastries, and no waiting for latecomers. The only thing that remained somewhat the same, was the teachers. They were both there, though Savannah appeared to be taking rather a backseat role, sitting on a desk in the periphery and observing the proceedings, while Angela paced between the easels. Both were looking distinctly less chirpy than they might normally, and were wearing a disproportionate amount of black.
Even the art room itself was darker than usual, blinds partly drawn and the only other light coming from several clip-on lights, highlighting each portrait painting standing placed in a neat semi-circle. Much like the paintings from a certain other school in a reality far far away, the subjects were not remaining static. In fact, they were downright fidgety, and one appeared to be picking his nose obliviously.
“Anyone idiot can draw,” Angela announced, with little warning. “Your task today is to... edit.” Moustaches, fake glasses, a change in eye or hair colour, all fair game. As were a multitude of other alterations... Not that either teacher chose to elaborate today. The implication was enough, and the various portraits looked unimpressed to say the least. Good luck actually keeping a subject still enough to do anything to them, kids. "You should all know where the supplies are by now."
Angela waited a beat.
“Well, go on then.”
Even the art room itself was darker than usual, blinds partly drawn and the only other light coming from several clip-on lights, highlighting each portrait painting standing placed in a neat semi-circle. Much like the paintings from a certain other school in a reality far far away, the subjects were not remaining static. In fact, they were downright fidgety, and one appeared to be picking his nose obliviously.
“Anyone idiot can draw,” Angela announced, with little warning. “Your task today is to... edit.” Moustaches, fake glasses, a change in eye or hair colour, all fair game. As were a multitude of other alterations... Not that either teacher chose to elaborate today. The implication was enough, and the various portraits looked unimpressed to say the least. Good luck actually keeping a subject still enough to do anything to them, kids. "You should all know where the supplies are by now."
Angela waited a beat.
“Well, go on then.”
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