My last lesson yesterday was an unexpected delight, as my harder-learning class wanted to spray-paint rather than learn english. It was an unexpected but welcome change, and so, ever the arty spadger, I plucked up some materials, plonked myself at a desk, and gave Neil Buchanan a run for his money.
How's this for an art attack? One stencil, infinite colours.
These now adorn my still slightly-bare walls at home, and a fourth is now on the wall at my school. Yay for productivity.