Welcome to Class. If I am not here within 15min of class starting, you may leave. I hope to learn from you all as I hope you will do the same of me.
-Signed, ~ Claude Thornton
Posted: Thu Dec 17, 2015 1:50 pm
Claude Thornton "Photography is an art of observation. It has little to do with the things you see and everything to do with the way you see them." -Elliott Erwitt Photograph
{The Passionate Photographer}
Thoughts: Claude had not bothered going to the ball, well more like he did not arrive on campus until classes were soon to be starting so he figured he would use that time to set up. After preparing everything for class he had sat at the desk and wound up falling asleep. Waking up, he realized he did not really have time to change so he looked in one of the mirrors of the room and straightened up. Being sure to spray a little bit of cologne on to make sure he smelled okay. This was his first time teaching and he was slightly nervous but he would not stand for disrespect or anything of the sort.
With a sigh he stretched and unlocked the door so students could begin to come in. He at least had an idea and plan of what to teach, but his main expertee was photography so he was a bit biased but at the same time, art was in everything. He wondered if anyone had bothered to take pictures of the ballroom event. He was the advisor for the photography club so he figured he would at least get to work with cameras then. Ah well, I'll figure something out. [Mood]:Content[Health]:100% [Location]:Class [Wearing]:Minus belt buckle
With: Claude Feeling: Content Wearing:Casual Location: Class
After her very interesting interaction with her new roommate, she had quickly made her way to class. The last thing she wanted to be was late, and that went with everything she did. Late assignments, Late meeting someone, staying up too late? Yeah, she didn't do it unless she accidentally did or there was some purpose to it. So she hadn't spent much time with the interaction regarding her roommate, she'd see her later after all. After the pleasant walk from her dorms to the correct wing, her shoes making a tapping sound as she walked down the halls. She felt her phone buzz as she walked and once she found the correct classroom, she paused to check it before she stepped inside.
Hey! How are classes? I miss my darling already~
Xina smiled, shooting her mother a quick message back stating that class was about to start and she missed her too before sliding her phone back into her coral pink backpack. She then stepped into the classroom shortly before the crowd came. She took a front seat, setting her bag on the floor by her feet, her camera on the desk and she leaned over to pull out a notebook and pencil. She set them on the desk in front of her before focusing on the man at the front of the classroom, Claude. He seemed nervous, as if he hadn't done this long or ever before but she thought nothing funny about it. Sure, quite a few people were nervous about classes and school, but not her. She was all for it. Learning new things was fun, and meeting new people even better.
She straightened up a little, her gaze drifting to her camera for a moment, wishing she could take some pictures but she'd do that after. Snap a few pictures outside. In fact, she had quite the collection already of shots of her classmates, and fellow students. Granted, some of them were taken secretly but she really didn't know how to respect boundaries, as if she knew they existed sometimes. She enjoyed taking pictures of people more than nature, the leaves only had so many angles to them, while people had so much more than a few. Different expressions, poses, moods... it all captivated her and she wanted to have the pictures to prove that she lived her life. She smiled to herself, her reddish eyes losing the hazy look to them as she looked back up to the teacher, ready to listen and learn.
OOC: Y'know, I hadn't even thought of Xina being in photograhy club. It might be a good idea. XD
Posted: Tue Dec 22, 2015 11:11 am
Claude Thornton "Photography is an art of observation. It has little to do with the things you see and everything to do with the way you see them." -Elliott Erwitt Photograph
{The Passionate Photographer}
Thoughts: After a while Claude decided to go through his plan for teaching. This class most likely was combining different types of artists so he wanted to make sure he could cover everything. If he had a question he could always ask Lilith or one of the other artsy teachers. He was sure there was one that would know more. But then again, because he figured he was most likely close to some of his student’s ages, he didn’t want to seem like he didn’t know anything. He knew quite a lot, especially when it came to cameras. Hearing the door open, he looked up and flashed a smile. First student… He noticed her camera first and then a look at her clothes. To him she looked artsy.
For a couple moments, he just studied her, or well was trying to figure out what to say. She didn’t introduce herself so it seemed he would have to start first. He saw her look longing at her camera, it seemed she had a great passion for it as well. Excellent… Standing up when he saw her look back up, he saw the brightness in them. I’m going to like this student… He then walked over to her and gave a charming smile before speaking in a warm voice. ”Hello, my name is Professor Claude -, but you can call me whatever you want within reason.~ I noticed your camera, what kind is it? Today, I brought my film camera. After all, I’ll always hold a love for the older styles of photography and camera.”
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As early as he had woken up to get ready for class, Sangissi wasn't really all that thrilled about going to them. Like in the classes that he had taken in the past he was never one to be overly excited to just sit in with the rest of the people who didn't really care about their education. If he could have it he would rather be given a textbook and asked to teach himself on how to learn so that he knew that he would be the only one serious enough to try to learn. Now that he knew that there were other races at this school it only furthered his thinking that there were only a select few who were really into learning what they were taught. He closed his eyes for a moment and exhaled silently. Since all of the grades were on the campus it was a little harder to walk in a completely straight line. People always just stood in places that he needed to get to and if he really didn't want to conversate with anybody he had to take the extra steps to get around them. It was a bore but he told himself that it was worth not getting into a conversation with them.
This was his second class of the day. Sang Chol walked right in seeing the teacher, out of the corner of his eye, speak to a female student. He lowered his eyelids for a couple of moments to note that as more students filed in behind him. He looked around for a seat making sure that there weren't already people sitting near it. He wanted a spot near the front towards the sides so that he wouldn't have to lean over if someone taller than him sat in front. When he found his spot in the second row towards the door, Sang Chol sat down and took the needed items out of his bag. He overheard the conversation between the teacher and student, hearing the topic of cameras. He honestly didn't know why he had signed up for his class because he really wasn't all that artistic. 'Here's to hoping that he doesn't ask me any questions about cameras.' He thought, because he really didn't know a thing about them. If someone were to hand him a camera he would always ask how to take it. It wasn't like he was dumb, he was brilliant when it came to health, but he was so behind on normal technology. The only thing that he did on his phone was call or text people. If it weren't for Ji Eun helping him to snag a couple of apps it would look like he had just purchased it because there wasn't anything on them.
"Sangi Speaks." Sangi Thinks. "NPC Speaking."
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Posted: Thu Jan 07, 2016 10:04 pm
░║ School of Art ║░
They say the world's a stage, But what role do i want to play? Shall i be a king until i age? Or should i be a cowboy playing in the dirt and hay? Should i be someone big or small? Would i even care at all? Maybe I'd be bad for once, I'd lead a gang and make my own rules,
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Adrian left his theater class. His teacher was rather interesting and seeing as he or she? He still wasnt sure, was so strict about time he immediately headed to his art class. He put his headphones back and walked through the halls. He tried again to avoid contact with people but of course being a school with so many students and so many grade levels he bumped into a few people. More people to add to my list. He thought to himself. He soon made his way through the door seeing as there were only a few students one of which was talking to the teacher. He took a seat near the window but made sure to stay close to the front. He wasnt the best artist and theater was his interest but he did help build sets so he had the basic skills at least. He figured he might as well keep working on those skills.
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Guns and knives would be my tools I'd take what i want And you'd do what i say My power I'd flaunt, In this role I'd play... But in the end we'll all take hand, And take a bow, On this stage so grand The time to act is now
Claude Thornton "Photography is an art of observation. It has little to do with the things you see and everything to do with the way you see them." -Elliott Erwitt Photograph
{The Passionate Photographer}
Thoughts: Claude had been talking to Xina but out of the corner of his eye, he saw a male come in. Though it seemed he was a bit nervous like Claude was…that or not good with people for he lowered his eyelids. Having finished talking to the female student about the camera, he walked over to the male and held out a hand. ”Hello…I’m your teacher Professor Claude….” More addressing the rest of the class in general. ”Though you can feel free to call me Claude or Mr. Claude, Mr. C or something along those lines. No need to call me by my last name.” Claude wasn’t really the one to do formalities. He was pretty laid back in a way. After shaking hands, he would step back to his desk to grab the clipboard as more students entered. ”Now for those of you who I haven’t gotten a name for, could you just say here or something when I call your name?” With that he went through the list. Once done he looked up, ”Now this is an art class, but it is more than that. Art can be expressed through practically anything. Music for example, could be an art form. Stories, drawing, painting, etc. For myself, photography is my art form. For today’s class we will be figuring out what type of major art style is more you and go from there. Because art has many different styles, we will go through a quick basis of each category where art might be able to fall into.” Pausing for a moment he took some chalk and wrote on the board. Major Art Styles ”Now does anyone have any questions or want to contribute before I continue?” He gave a small smile and faced the class again. [Mood]:Content[Health]:100% [Location]:Class [Wearing]:Minus belt buckle
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-I- silent_ame -I-
Adrian Ramirez
Kerissa Darkmoon
Alluna Bluecrystal
Yuuta Kaoru
Ha Sang Chol (Sangissi)
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Kegan Suen
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Posted: Mon Jan 18, 2016 10:18 am
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Alluna Bluecrystal
Alluna was not use to such a marvelous classroom. At least not yet. Her blue yes scanned those who are already present nervously. Once Mr.Claude had introduced himself to the class, the hyb rid felt relax and found an empty seat to sit in. She move her bag to take out her notebook, pens,pencils, and an eraser. She listened to his lecture.Everything he was saying she find very true. For her the form of art she chose are the ones she will mentioned once the attendance is done being taken.
