Origami

The paper felt crisp under the fingers, a fine piece of square shaped whiteness. The young female stared at the piece, wondering what she would create from this one ample square. Frustration advanced itself, as in truth, they had come into the whole thing, unplanned. Glancing around at her classmates, she found them to be advancing quite rapidly, much to her dismay.

One of the male students, who wore glasses and had a dark colored hair, carefully measured each, and every fold he made. He took squares, and folded them into simple geometric forms. He then combined the simple forms, into a bigger one, creating a geometric figure of geometric proportion, that had a multitude of colors, completely made from origami.

Another, simply created paper cranes over, and over, and over again. It was in truth, the same thing, yet in a different array of colors, creating a rainbow effect on the table. The young female artist wondered, how could the teacher allow for this to be the students project. There was nothing original about this, as the crane, in truth, was likely the most well known origami figure, thus making it boring.

Glancing around, she saw another student, wetting down the paper, before they made the folds. She winced at this, as the young art student thought that origami was about being absolutely precise in what they did, not meandering from the norm. While there were a good deal of different origami figures sitting upon the table, they were all physically warped, in a way... melting.

The last person happened to be creating origami figurines, rather basic ones. This was similar to the girl who had made the cranes, only with a wider variety. The boy then would make a tear, in the finished pieces. This caused the teenager, to glance down at her own white square. Everyone in the class, came in prepared to start something, but she hadn't planned anything.

Carefully, she folded the paper in half, so that the opposite corners touched each other. She then ripped a tear into the paper, along the fold, going part way up. The jagged edge was fuzzy from the fibers in the paper. She continued to repeat the process, until the teacher came up to her. "What exactly are you doing? Better yet, what is your plan?"

"Aren't they doing whatever?" the girl asked, glancing up at the other students.

"I guess doing whatever, sometimes achieves a nice end goal, but not always," the man stated. "I wouldn't say that they don't have a plan though, and are doing whatever."

"It seems that way," the student commented, glancing at the different projects. She indicated the young man whose meticulous measurements were obvious. "Isn't he just repeating what he is doing, over and over? I thought you could only use one piece?"

"Nope. Not for that kind of origami, which is modular origami," the teacher stated.

The girl frowned in frustration. "Then what about the girl with all the cranes?"

"The cranes?" the man let out a laugh. "You were not paying attention when I discussed origami yesterday, and the fact that the paper crane has special meaning."

The girl wrinkled her nose. "What about the wetting of the paper?"

"The wet-paper technique was developed by Akira Yoshizawa, or Yoshizawa Akira, as his name would be said in Japanese," the teacher sighed. "Again, I don't think you were paying attention to my lecture."

"Aren't I doing something similar to what he's doing?" She indicated the person who happened to be making small tears.

"No... not really. He's sticking to the rules of origami until he finishes the project. He's then wrecking the project, to bring about his point, that forgetting traditions is not a good thing," the teacher stated, then patted the girl on the shoulder. "You can try continuing without a plan if you want. However, I can't guarantee how successful you will or will not be."

As the teacher walked away, the girl let out a sigh of frustration.

Author's note – This is my contest submission for September 2010. The theme was imagination. In any craft, whether visual or in the form of word, including original fiction, or fanfiction, it is easier to work the final project, when one has a plan to how one is going to go about something, rather then letting ones imagination run wild, to the point of not knowing the end result.

P.S. Yoshizawa Akira is a real person, and really did come up with the wet-paper technique for origami.