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This is the classroom when the students learning studio art (painting, drawing, etc.) have their classes.
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Christina Jackson entered her classroom where'd she be teaching Studio Art this year. She opened the lesson plan for today on her laptop. The students would be doing a watercolor project this morning with a tutorial she'd found online. It might seem a bit simple, but it was teh first day. Christine knew her students were capable, but she didn't want to push any first-years too much.
((This is the project you'll be doing. This is the one I painted at home in May. RPers may do tht tutorial from home if they wish, but it is not required.
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Ryan walked in, headphones on as Rebels played and she stepped to the beat of the song, sitting quietly near the front.
Annabelle and Thomas enter, one right after the other. The two fifteen-year-olds took a seat at a table together in the middle row.
Christina checked her class roster. "I think we're waiting for one more student."
((I don't want to start without Eva, so could we wait?))
Christina checked her class roster. "I think we're waiting for one more student."
((I don't want to start without Eva, so could we wait?))
((Sorry!!!!))Faith came in late and embaressed. She sat next to Annabelle.
Faith fiddled with her fingers waiting.
Ryan absentmindedly hummed Hot Gurl Bummer while quietly pulling out a book and reading some of it.
((Sorry! I was doing something with my family.))
Christina checked the last name off her list and set her clipboard down.
Christina pointed to the paused video on the board. "Today," she said, "we are painting with watercolors." She passed out one bottle of magenta, dandelion yellow, and berry blue liquid watercolors per student. These were relatively cheap if you bought them in bulk, so each student got his/her own and they were allowed to keep them.
"Now," she continued, passing out two brushes to each student. "This might seem easy to you, but we have a first-year in this class," she gestured to Thomas, who looked down embarrassed that he was the reason the older kids had to do something easy. "and I didn't want to pressure him too much on his first day."
Christina gave each student a plate to use as a paint palette and a small jar of water. Unpausing the video, she said, "You may begin."
Christina checked the last name off her list and set her clipboard down.
Christina pointed to the paused video on the board. "Today," she said, "we are painting with watercolors." She passed out one bottle of magenta, dandelion yellow, and berry blue liquid watercolors per student. These were relatively cheap if you bought them in bulk, so each student got his/her own and they were allowed to keep them.
"Now," she continued, passing out two brushes to each student. "This might seem easy to you, but we have a first-year in this class," she gestured to Thomas, who looked down embarrassed that he was the reason the older kids had to do something easy. "and I didn't want to pressure him too much on his first day."
Christina gave each student a plate to use as a paint palette and a small jar of water. Unpausing the video, she said, "You may begin."
Ryan started sketching out the flower, the outlines light so that they wouldn’t show when she put the paint on.
Annabelle began sketching the outline of the flower, making sure teh lines were light enough to paint over.
Thomas began drawing the outline of the flower, but the lines were too dark. He got frustrated and nearly tore a hole in his paper trying to erase it.
Thomas began drawing the outline of the flower, but the lines were too dark. He got frustrated and nearly tore a hole in his paper trying to erase it.
Ryan looked over at Thomas and got up, getting her stuff as she sat down next to him. “Would you like me to help?” She asked quietly, her Irish accent apparent though it wasn’t in your face.
Thomas blushed, embarrassed to accept help. Reluctantly, he accepted her offer to help.
Ryan got a new piece of paper and showed him how to do it in light strokes.
Thomas looked at the drawing Ryan had made for him. "Can I just use this one?" he inquired of the older girl.
“Yes. Do you have it from here?” She asked, her speech a tiny bit formal.
Faith started painting. She looked at it and threw it away grabbing another piece of paper.
Thomas nodded. "I think I've got it."
Faith groaned and put her head down.
Anna placed a hand on Faith's shoulder. "Are you okay?"
Faith shakes her head. "I suck."
"I'm sure you're fine," Anna reassured her friend. Anna quickly re-sketched the outline and did the light wash layer on a new sheet of paper for Faith. "Do you want this one?" she offered, handing it to the other girl.
Faith smiled. "Sure. thanks." she took it and started to paint over it.
Anna smiled at her friend. "No problem." She began to paint the next layer.
Ryan nodded and focused on her own, painting slowly and looking at it from all angles.
Faith sighs. She lets the painting dry and watches all the other people.
Just as teh video finished, Christina pressed the pause icon. "Alright," she addressed her students. "You guys have ten minutes to put finishing touches on your drawing, then turn it in. After, we'll get to know each other a bit."
Anna and Thomas both turned their papers in at the same time. Christina smiled and looked at their masterpieces. "Lovely," she praised their work. "Magnificent work."
Anna and Thomas both turned their papers in at the same time. Christina smiled and looked at their masterpieces. "Lovely," she praised their work. "Magnificent work."
Faith pulled it back and finished it. She handed it in and quickly walked back.
Ryan just put a coat of clear shiny paint on hers, making it look like actual dew drops and handed hers in with a small proud smile.
Faith gets up. "I'm gonna go if that's okay."
Christina looks at Faith and Ryan's work. "Lovely," she praises.
Anna looks at Faith, "That's fine with me. What's your next class?"
Anna looks at Faith, "That's fine with me. What's your next class?"
Ryan smiled. “Thank you.” She said and slung her bag over her shoulder, heading out with her stuff.
"math." she said rolling her eyes.
