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Dreaming of Teaching Art Class
Oct. 16th, 2013 06:44 amIt's so strange for me to dream about instructing. I always seem to be the student, usually in my underwear or naked, with nervousness about an exam or something. This dream was different in that I was the person who was supposed to be in charge.
The class was being held in the library, which struck me as odd as it's supposed to be a quiet place and I'd have to speak loudly. Class wasn't supposed to start for an hour. I was early to arrange the seats. It seems there was a lot of familiar furniture to me, stuff my home at the school, but I didn't bring it with me. I'm not even sure I had any materials with me and the class was supposed to last two or three hours that night.
Other art classes were going on too. Some were doing scrapbooking or some kind of craft involving feathers. That stuff was everywhere. My class was undefined, but I was going to gear them toward sketching or drawing.
When my class finally gathered, it was about twelve students, but the number seemed to keep growing. As I had them introduce themselves, several just said their name and a "hi," while others got more elaborate. One student was a red-head with big hair who went to college with me and worked with me at the college library. Her name in the dream was Roxie, but it wasn't her real name which I can't recall. I remember her because I think she had a crush on me in college.
Another student brought me a gift, a comic book compilation of different stories and artist. One of the creators in the book was David Sedaris. I thought it was great and felt a bit odd accepting it, but blew it off with a grin and the promise of a higher grade. One of my students was a handsome actor. I want to say it was Jeremy Piven, but I honestly don't remember that part of the dream well.
As we did the intros, I swear more students were arriving and the class was growing. The last student in the dream to introduce himself was David Sedaris himself. He brought an animated video presentation that had Spider-Man cartoons. It was great!
I never got to the first assignment, as I woke up.
The class was being held in the library, which struck me as odd as it's supposed to be a quiet place and I'd have to speak loudly. Class wasn't supposed to start for an hour. I was early to arrange the seats. It seems there was a lot of familiar furniture to me, stuff my home at the school, but I didn't bring it with me. I'm not even sure I had any materials with me and the class was supposed to last two or three hours that night.
Other art classes were going on too. Some were doing scrapbooking or some kind of craft involving feathers. That stuff was everywhere. My class was undefined, but I was going to gear them toward sketching or drawing.
When my class finally gathered, it was about twelve students, but the number seemed to keep growing. As I had them introduce themselves, several just said their name and a "hi," while others got more elaborate. One student was a red-head with big hair who went to college with me and worked with me at the college library. Her name in the dream was Roxie, but it wasn't her real name which I can't recall. I remember her because I think she had a crush on me in college.
Another student brought me a gift, a comic book compilation of different stories and artist. One of the creators in the book was David Sedaris. I thought it was great and felt a bit odd accepting it, but blew it off with a grin and the promise of a higher grade. One of my students was a handsome actor. I want to say it was Jeremy Piven, but I honestly don't remember that part of the dream well.
As we did the intros, I swear more students were arriving and the class was growing. The last student in the dream to introduce himself was David Sedaris himself. He brought an animated video presentation that had Spider-Man cartoons. It was great!
I never got to the first assignment, as I woke up.
