So for Illustration Friday this week I decided to go pretty straight forward.
Introducing - some of my teachers from high school, as I remember them. :)
3rd Form Maths
He really did wear a shirt that looked like this. It was two different shades of blue and had the massive polka dots on it.
4th Form Maths
Mr. Kitchen rolled old school. He used chalk on a blackboard.
There was an office out the back of the classroom and he would go out to grab some handouts or something, and would come back with chalk dust all over his face - so we joked that he had an addiction to chalk after all his years of teaching, and would sneak out the back to munch on a handful during class.
Art History Teacher
She was quite little and very artsy.
And she very much knew her stuff.
7th Form English
This, my friends, was one of those teachers.
One of the infamous ones that you never forget.
I haven't quite managed to capture it here, but she looked a bit like Jabba the Hutt's sister. She's the one that accused me of cheating on my mid-year exams because I did well. I had not cheated. She was the one who said that she hunted down her students years after they had finished school to see if they had made anything of their lives (thankfully I haven't ever heard from her) : P
ONe thing I can say about her though, I did learn a lot under her tuition - and I guess that's the main thing isn't it.
We were watching 'Tinker Tailor Soldier Spy' last night. There were so many worn out and weary faces in that film. So I was doodling while I was watching it and I drew my own version of a weary worn out face.
Then I was doing some research through my lovely book collection (I love my book collection), and in one of the books I found a well worn piece of paper with this printed on it:
And on the back of the paper, this:
I remembered that it was from a wedding that we went to back in 2007(?!) I think it was. It's one of my favourite sonnets - I think it's number 116 (correct me if I'm wrong). Yay for Shakespeare.