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Next SlideShares. Download Now Download to read offline and view in fullscreen. Download Now Download Download to read offline. Docente at Secundaria. El arte bizantino. Art Nouveau y Eclecticismo Frances en Montevideo. Art Nouveau y Modernismo.

Breve recorrido por la arquitectura del siglo XIX. Related Books Free with a 30 day trial from Scribd. Dry: A Memoir Augusten Burroughs. Related Audiobooks Free with a 30 day trial from Scribd. Empath Up! Views Total views. Actions Shares. No notes for slide. Margaret Whyte 1. However, I have felt guilty the rest of my life because she didn't win the silver dollar. The two of them were the only ones left in the spell-down on Friday…they would have to continue on Monday.

I knew we should be practicing her words, but I needed to clean house and Margaret spent the weekend helping me scrub and clean. Sue Ann won the contest. Margaret was an organized person in a hectic household. Always a good student, every Friday night she sat at the dining room table and did her homework, "So I can enjoy my weekend". The other children hustled on Sunday night to finish theirs. One Christmas Vacation, when she was in 6th grade, Margaret bought a special notebook and did all the math problems for the rest of the year.

Every day she just had to tear out the right page. We did manage an occasional one act play contest. As a freshman, Margaret had a bit part. I don't remember the name of the play or much about it, except that Margaret had the part of a young girl. I had made her a black dress with a sweetheart neckline For the first time, I realized she wasn't a little girl anymore.

Her play won the prize. Auntie loved children and was especially fond of Margaret. For her first birthday, she gave her a pretty little rag doll that played the "Happy Birthday" song. The baby named the doll "Happy Day" and took her everywhere with her. At night the last thing she would do was crank the doll over and over till she fell asleep.

She wore her white 4-H show dresses as uniforms with a pert little apron. Hourly wages were only 35 cents, but that pretty, busy girl got lots of tips, which she proudly counted at the end of each stint. She happened to be in the right place at the right time and purchased an unfinished house at an auction. A beautiful house — she lives there today. Margaret got a complete kitchen at the home and flower show — the vendor was tearing down his display and practically gave it to her.

She purchased rolls of carpet from Georgia and carpeted the whole house. A favorite buffet which is in her dining room today was spotted out by the road on garbage day. Margaret and her brother, Bob, carried it in the house just as the trash truck arrived. It was perfect. Beds…tables…chairs…many were flea market finds, refinished by Mom and are still in the house today. The lawn was bare. Margaret wanted a screen of trees by the road. She had a cup of coffee at a local drive-in with a road crew with loads of dirt they wanted to empty.

They were happy to dump their diggings to make the mounds she wanted — free. When I saw the mounds, I asked her who she could contract to smooth them to make a nice level lawn. Now for the trees. She and her son, Charlie, cruised the garden shops looking for bargains. They bought them all and stuffed them into her little blue Omni. She and Charlie planted them. The next concern was mulch.

The cost seemed prohibitive, considering the many bags needed. Ingenious as usual, she cruised the neighborhood until she found someone with a mountain of wood chips from cut down trees. She could have it — free.

The only expense was garbage bags and gas money from here to there. It was a hot day, but they doggedly stuffed the bags and hauled loads back and forth — back and forth — until the mounds were nicely covered. They were tired but happy; their only problem was that there was poison ivy in the wood. Margaret had many interesting jobs — secretary — substitute teacher — loading UPS trucks which paid more than teaching.

The first day on the UPS job, she was unaware that she was being videotaped for a time and motion study. It was cold in the truck, so she quickly and deftly stacked the boxes in place — actually it was easier than lifting bales of hay. Her supervisors were amazed that she had set a new record for packing a truck. About seventeen years ago I got a memorable phone call.

I had my briefcase in hand and was going out the door to my job of teaching kindergarten 30 years! Margaret sounded distressed. Her little girl, Lucy, was one year old and she was expecting another one in a month. I've got to go to the hospital or be on complete bed rest at home. A beautiful baby, named Alicia Lucile was born March 27, She was perfect.

Margaret was so happy with her little girls, when the worst tragedy in the world happened — little Alicia went to sleep in her little crib and never work up. SIDS None of us will ever be the same. Two little girls. Lucy must have a sister. What should have put a grief stricken mother "over the edge" was really the birth of European Adoption Consultants, Inc. It is a ramp for skaters, transfigured into a sculptural object, where its skeleton, the structure of the construction, reveals the pattern of parallel bars used in previous works, and that is repeated in the small pieces with bricks.

It is another way of seeing. The materials of the sculptures are simple and far from traditional sculpture, because I am interested in emphasizing the conceptuality of the pieces, and not in the formulation of the sculpture from the materials.

The elements used in the sculptures are devices of statements, signs of archeology, of memory, of relationships, of construction, of containers.

They are boxes for files that have no information other than their functionality, newly purchased boxes, with no link to the ready made or found objects. Statements are not propositions or sentences, what defines them is the inherent variation that makes them pass, intrinsically, from one system to another.

The statement has as a rule the passage from one place to another, to vary. Visual Arts in Uruguay: critical dictionary. ISBN Archived from the original on December 5, Retrieved November 3, October 15, 56 years Uruguay Uruguay , Montevideo.



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