(open) art day art day!

[happyends]

Who: Open to everyone, come and mingle!
Where: Garden carriage
When: Kazoo 27
What: For today the garden carriage is turned into a place to get creative.
Warnings: There's cakes. And glitter.

Whether or not you heard Romeo and Madoka's announcement, you'll know about it, unless you avoid the garden carriage somehow for the entire day (and then from then on). The changes are simple, but hopefully something to be built on: an outline made in gold paint that takes the shape of a tree with large curling branches that greets the viewer from the longer width of wall, and a fishing net draped down the length of wall by the nearest entrance, with strings hanging off it for decorations to be added to. Posters seem to be all over the carriage, carrying messages in a childish yet neat handwriting, like "Are you having a fun day? Please vote art so we can have do lots more art together!"

Small sitting pillows have been placed around so people aren't sitting on the bed of stones, and the statues once there moved to other parts of the 'garden', leaving them with sounds of the running water to keep them company.

So, just what is there to do?

THE CRAFTS;

The group have done their best to get as many art supplies as possible, with two trunks taken from the luggage car, and filled as tidily as possible. Inside one is a variety of papers, from tissue to cardboard, decorated and plain, some that's shiny, and even the kind for origami. There's also some sketchpads set out to the side, for any larger projects.

And in the net trunk is all the rest you'd expect: the fun supplies. Paints, inks, glue, glitter, threads, ribbons, and wooden beads, and even scissors are set inside. Some of those paints? Why, they're even shiny paints, and plenty of them. There are books too, at different crafting levels. From how to make paper cranes, butterflies, flower garlands, and whatever else you might imagine. How about a tree with stars?

Pretend what you want's inside them, and have fun.

Or perhaps you brought your own craft along to the carriage. Whether it's knitting, sewing or anything else creative you'd like to do, there's definitely a place for that as well! It's like there are spots in the carriage that have been left intentionally empty for people to sit down with their own tools and work.

MEMORY WALL;

Very, very simple folded animals have been put on the corners of where the netting is displayed, stretched out to make the most of the hanging that the netting provides (you have to get creative with what you can buy).

Looking it over, there's already what seems to be names on cards, placed around different parts of the netting. Perhaps you may recognize some of the names as people who have been on the train before, but have since left.

CAKE;

Of course there's cake. How else would they tempt people to come and sit down? There's one large cake made out of rainbow and sprinkles, and then a collection of cupcakes, all a mix of colours and whatever shakeable edibles has been decided to be plopped on top.

There's also a few plates of simple yet sweet biscuits cut into a variety of shapes (cat heads, dogs, dinosaurs, and even...a train), some with light icing, some not. The quality is about what you'd expect from some kids having fun in the kitchen, and the recipes are simple for it. Don't worry; you might have glitter and sprinkles dropping onto your lap with whatever you pick up, but the shakers were about all anyone went wild with in the kitchen than the baking.

Mami's helped to bring along refreshments in offering different flavours of tea, and there's even a few flavours of coffee to pick from too.

So grab a cuppa, a piece of cake, and have fun pretending you're five and in art class again and create a masterpiece.

Or even show others how to.

Comments

Ple Two - OTA

[pleple]

Art!

Ple Two really isn't sure what she's doing here - there hasn't really been the chance for this until they bought it all and planned this day, and of course she was merely seen as a weapon in her past life. Now, she has time to just fool around with paints, and she ends up with a few sheets of paper covered in swirling colors, mixing and melding together as she tries to see what she can create.

Aside from those, there's a dark sheet with white pinpricks on it drying, the beginning of a painting of outer space, that she's not quite sure what she's going to add to. Perhaps a colony, or the repurposed asteroid that was her faction's home base, or maybe just more colors. Once she gets better, perhaps she'll try people, but she's sticking with what she knows for now.

Cake!

Mostly smaller snacks in her case, though, nibbling on cookies and sipping tea while she looks at the rest of the decorations - or peers over someone else's shoulder to see what they're doing, what you can create with all of these supplies. It's been a while since she's really felt like she had this huge a hole in her understanding of life compared to others here, and rather than run from it she's just trying to take in as much as possible to catch up a little.

Art

[myblueskies]

"Wow!"

Romeo peered over at her painting, careful not to get too close should h smudge it or get glitter on it.

"That's so pretty!"

[pleple]

"Is it?" She thought it wasn't bad, but it was hard to tell what qualified as really 'pretty' art.

[myblueskies]

"It is!" He nodded, he knows Ple Two hasn't done much art before so he wants to be even more encouraging.

"It's got so many stars!"

[pleple]

He's doing a good job. "It's still not quite like being in space for real, but that's... difficult to capture."

[myblueskies]

"Yes it's tricky to make things look exactly what they do in real life but you just got to get the feeling. They idea!"

[pleple]

"It's more about the... impression of what space is like, then." What it feels like to be in space. She wants to be able to just drift around someday...

[myblueskies]

"Yes!" He smiled at her, "That's where you used to live, right? In space with all the stars?"

He thought it was maybe more like the space station they had helped once, rather than just floating in the darkness and sitting on the stars.

[pleple]

Ple Two nods. "I spent much of it on a warship, and a little more on colonies or repurposed mining asteroids."

art

[happyends]

It seems that Madoka has taken a temporary break from working on her own drawings and crafts to head around the carriage and see if anyone needs anything - hence why her arms are currently full with tubes of paint, paper and other supplies.

But for Ple Two, of all people? Of course Madoka stops by for a moment to see what she's doing, especially since she's so glad to see the other joining in on the whole art thing.

"Oh.. is it supposed to be the sky?" She speaks up, leaning over to see the image. "Or space?"

[pleple]

Madoka can't glitter forever. At the very least one should get up and stretch their legs, no?

Ple Two glances back up at Madoka. "It's space. Just... space, for now, I guess."

[happyends]

"For now?"

Well, it's true that right now, it just looks like space, with the darkness and then some stars in it.. That's very much like what Madoka's own idea of it is like.

But it does beg the question: "Are you going to add more to it?" Since it is a little empty. But what's more important than Madoka's own opinion.. "Do you want to add more to it?"

[pleple]

Ple Two nods. "I'm thinking about what to add. There's... obviously quite a lot going on there when and where I'm from." It's tough to decide what she can portray in a recognizable manner, too.

"A mobile suit, or a colony, or Axis... the moon and its cities..." Those are a thing. Quite a big thing.

[happyends]

"That would be a lot to draw.." And while Madoka would usually be quick to offer help or suggestions, it's a little harder this time around. After all, it's not like she's an expert on what things look like back in Ple Two's world. Colonies or mobile suits or just being out in space isn't something that generally happens back in her own world.

But she hums anyway.

"What does the moon look like?" Madoka isn't even sure if Ple Two is thinking about the same moon as she is. It could be any moon. Other planets have moons too, right?

[pleple]

"It would be. I think technical detail... I think I might be able to make it look recognizable, at least." Of course, Madoka doesn't know anything about the technology that surrounded Ple Two every day of her life - the rounded lines of a Zeon styled mobile suit, or the straighter edges of the Gundam and its descendants.

"I think our moons are... likely the same. A big, greyish, pockmarked rock, that reflects the sun's light onto Earth at night." Despite the centuries it sounds like the same Earth, so. "Of course, people live there in my time."

[happyends]

There's a small 'ah' kind of sound from Madoka, so she slowly nods.

"I think that is the same moon.." It's not like Madoka really knows a lot of technical details about the moon, so she isn't sure about the whole light reflection thing. But it's true that the moon is a rock, and that it's grey, so unless the colours happen to be similar, it's probably the same thing.

"In that case it shouldn't be too hard to draw the moon!" A pause, and then she realises and quickly adds: "Or, um, my moon, anyway. Yours might be harder if there's cities on it and all.."

[pleple]

Madoka isn't the scientific sort at all, alas. "Mm. They're too small if I draw it from far away anyways. There's a lot of nothing in between the cities, still."

Art!

[yondu]

Yondu stops by where she's working, wearing his blue team uniform for once, and already having suffered the wrath of Madoka's glitter that he's not been able to get rid of. He's self aware enough that he gives her space so he doesn't accidentally ensprinkle her drawing.

"Looks like the nebula by Knowhere.... That's a big space port." Built into a giant skull. But still, he sure does miss actual space travel.

"Whatcha plannin' on doin' with it?"

[pleple]

Glitter is dangerous, isn't it? They should clearly weaponize it. Just give her some time to think on it.

"I can't even imagine how big your idea of a big space port must be. What I know is almost all clustered around Earth's comparatively tiny orbit." Could humanity even last long enough to fill out the system? To go beyond? "I don't quite know what to do with it, just yet."

[yondu]

The stuff is insidious.

"Knowhere is the size of one of y'alls big cities. Built into somethin's old skull, so it's unique lookin'. But I ain't an artist so I ain't so good at showin' it. I can definitely recognize what that's supposed to be."

It makes him a little homesick, even.

"You get to go up all that often?"

[pleple]

"Millions, hm?" But with far more trade, she's sure, than any one space colony can manage - those are meant to be very static habitats after all. Perhaps more like a lunar city in how it feels to be there.

"I only have a few months of memories from back home. I spent a lot of it in space." She's still not sure if there's anything locked away in her brain that she can't get to, or what it might be like. "Often inside of a warship, or a colony."

[yondu]

"Why are you short on memories?"

He pulls up a chair to sit down next to her, dragging it with his foot before planting himself in it straddled with his arms folded on the back of it.

"If it ain't too much to ask."

[pleple]

"I suppose it's due to the mental conditioning I was put through." It's not as though she fully understands it. "A variety of procedures meant to mold me into a perfect weapon. It is, obviously, not perfect, or else I'd still be a menace."

[yondu]

Ah, god. Another one. The train grabs up all these kids and the worst part is that it usually is a better place for 'em to be than back home.

He taps his fin. "Yeah, I know what that's like." He's not going to judge. And as she's seen him use his arrow, he figures she's a smart enough kid to understand what he means.

"I don't reckon it's ever perfect. I've seen even the AI programs change their mind." But, less tragically, he nods to the picture. "Do you miss it, bein' out there?"

[pleple]

Perhaps it's easier than just plopping her into some kind of orphanage where she'd just end up picking on children who are nothing like her.

"Any mind capable of true thought is too complex to totally control. In the end, those whose loyalty was based on past experiences were probably more reliable than whatever was made of me." That's how you really get people to disregard their safety... just find what they hate.

"Space, and low gravity... it's still comfortable to me, and I'd like to get back out there, but it's not as strong a pull as it once was."