My art teacher is crazy. Class was 2 hrs and 40 mins. the first 2 hrs were spent in almost complete silence. He was asking crazy questions like "how do you see" and "what is seeing". Way too philosophical for me. I thought it was just gonna be like, this is how you hold a paint brush, now go paint. Turns out we don't even get to paint until we learn to draw..so naturally after he got frustrated enough with us not answering his questions (if you can really call them that) he let us sketch a "jug" aka vase. The first time he approached Alejandro he said some crazy shit about how he was focusing on the wall and he needed to put himself in the drawing because everyone is different from one another and yet we're all the same....crazy ass. When he saw Alejandro's second attempt he told him that his vase was powerful but he ruined it by adding the table. By this point I had already drawn 2 pictures and was sick of looking at that stupid vase, but, I decided to just keep doodling. When he FINALLY decided to give some input about my work, all he said was: You need to hold the board farther from your face. THANK YOU SIR! GREAT INPUT. That will surely teach me how to become a better painter.
As for my Art history teacher, he cusses a lot. I like him.
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