What do you remember drawing/painting in art class in school?

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Remember drawing my bathroom

Endless pencil watercolours of crumpled up balls of paper and battered runners.

I have no artistic ability what so ever. I remember being asked to draw the negative of a pile of chairs. So the gaps in between them. Absolute panic set in. Didn't do it. Also a pile of artistically positioned diving equipment.

Disaster 😂. I cannot draw or paint. I hate arts and crafts.
But I do love art and sculpture and have V&A membership. So not all is lost! And i am forever envious of those who happily sketch/paint for fun.

I remember a homework to draw a bottle and also needing to do sketches of an ear, which I ended up doing on the bus on the way to school.

My bedroom, when we were learning about drawing in perspective. Then a lot of pencil drawings of our own hands, why are hands so difficult?!
GCSE art I did a mixed media piece of an angel statue with charcoal grave rubbings and paint (Prompt was graves, tombs and burial places).

A washing line with clothes on.

Worn out shoes, pebbles, more worn out shoes...

Oh I loved all art at school sketching, drawing and painting. We were lucky enough to even be able to do pottery at my secondary school. One of my sculptures (wire and plaster of Paris bandages) was displayed in the school reception area. I was reasonably talented. One of my earliest memories is painting a lion with a huge mane in infant school. I won a competition run by Cadbury’s chocolate with that. I also did lots of art in my spare time as well. No technology in those days! I would have loved to attend Art College but had to leave school at 16 and get a job as my parents were always skint. I did later study and went into teaching via a science route. Unfortunately I have let art dwindle and keep meaning to start again.

A bowl of fruit and a trainer. That’s all I can remember but I didn’t do it for GCSE or anything.

I remember doing a painting of a ship, which was held up in the next class as an example of of how not to paint a ship! I love art though, after all of that, and am reasonably talented nowadays.

@Rubyupbeat I am really glad you weren’t put off art by that. It reminds me of my efforts at needlework. I made a skirt that was held up by the teacher who told the class ‘it wasn’t fit to be a dish rag’. It was well over 50 years ago. I was hopefully a better teacher to my pupils as a result of knowing how words like that could stay with a child.

When I was 8, our art teacher decided we should all do a 'modern art' painting - whatever that meant to us. I remember mine well - it was a silhouette of a person on a background which was half blue and half red. The teacher asked me what it was supposed to represent. I told her it was 'The Stress of Modern Living'. She actually laughed at me and asked what on earth I - as an 8 yr old - knew about stress. I solemnly informed her that I 'commuted' (I caught the train) every day to school and back, and therefore had a great deal of insight into the stresses of everyday life.

The only other art activity I remember was my mock 'O' level, in which I created a fabric design based on bacteria.

Every year we had the same homework assignments, the ones I remember were a Mars bar, your favourite room, eyes and beauty and the beast. I hated art despite having an artist for a mam. I’m firmly on the crafts side

Fruit bowls and lots of landscapes.

Not a drawing, I also made my grandparents an ashtray, which is hilarious now. Different times.

A squashed Coke can. The Pope. A still life of apples arranged on the table.

I drew far more at home. Art at school annoyed me, because they didn't really teach any technique. It was all about being creative, rather than the tools to express that creativity.

I still do bits of art once in a while.

I think nearly every Year 7 class for the last 60 years has started their lessons by having to draw an arrangement of peppers, some halved, and 1.5 pomegranates.

Scrunched up fabric, my face, my left hand, a bowl of fruit with a glass bottle in front of it, various abstract squares that were trying out different 'mark making' type techniques, corners shaded with stippling and cross-hatching, and a design for a mural about nuclear disarmament which involved people in radiation suits and with burns, and had little mushroom clouds growing in the grass like actual mushrooms.
I also made a clay tea-light holder from slabs in the shape of a 'temple' with stuck on and carved out parts, and a clay 'capital' design for the top of a column (but flat).

An upside-down bicycle. That was a great exercise for learning to draw what you see, not what you think you see. A convex mirror. A taxidermy still life. The obligatory fruit still life. Our own foot. A sheep skull and a lily like Georgia O’Keeffe. A chocolate bar and drink can. I loved school art.

We were sent to the Art College along the road for our art lessons, and our subject matter included life drawing, as well as still life, pottery and free subjects, often awful pastiches of artists we liked or dreamscapes.
I can remember doing a lot of small deformed looking beings in a dark barren landscape, probably after reading about Mordor and Orcs.
We were driven out to do landscapes and seascapes sometimes.
As it was an all girls' school, it was surprising that we sometimes had nude models of either sex. I don't suppose it would be allowed now.

An Andy Warhol-style picture like his one of Marilyn Monroe, but the art teacher gave us all different photos of famous people cut out of magazines. I got Princess Anne.😂