Continued from “One Person” It was late January, we had all just come back from Christmas Break excited to share our personal stories with the group. But something was different. Every morning I would come into school and go straight to the art room to drop off my portfolio and say hey to Mr. P,...
Monthly Archives: January 2011
Tina,
He was so proud of you. All the time. I hope you know how much you meant to him. [I have a photo of you and him at prom; did I give you a copy?).
I know this was hard to write. You did a good job. I’m proud of you too, by the way.
I remember your group of AP Art students, you were all one year ahead of me and I had heard of all the horror stories that went along with that room and Mr. P… All I could think was, “Oh crap, that’s gonna be me next year. I wonder how many times he’s gonna try and make me cry over a piece.” Then I was crushed when I fould out he wouldn’t be my teacher. Though I did not mind having Mrs. Adams for a third year what-so-ever. I think what made my senior year so hard was watching Mrs. Adams trying to hold it together, trying to be strong, she lost her buddy, her partner in crime, someone I’m sure she saw as a friend and as a son. My heart broke a million times over for her because she meant so much to me and was my inspiration, my strong mentor. I never though I’d catch her crying.. but I did and I cried a lot that night because I knew what those tears were for.
It was strange senior year not to have a group of girls giggling infront of the art room peeking into Mr. P.’s room (which I will NEVER admit to doing… *cough*). I never had him for a teacher, but he impacted my life through those he did teach.
Thanks! I’ll have to get a copy of that prom picture! I know I need work on “editing” but it’s all out there! XO tina
Joey is (I can’t say “was”) my cousin. Every now and again I google his name, and today I found this. Thank you for writing such beautiful words about him. I miss him so much, as I know you and many others do. We spent so much time together growing up, and to this day I still can’t believe that he’s not here. I go to the cemetary often to visit him. I can’t wait to tell him about this!
Thank you again.
Tina,
So very touching… I’m sure he knows he was loved. Probably talking to that new baby of yours before he/she arrives to let him/her know what great parents God had picked for him/her. God bless you for proudly honoring such a great man.
Love,
Mrs. B
“Our memories of the ocean will linger on, long after our footprints in the sand are gone.” -Anonymous A perfect day to capture the Jaramillo Family.
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My two boys! I love them so much! Tina, this is such an awesome picture!
And lilies white, prepared to touch The whitest thought, nor soil it much, Of dreamer turned to lover. -Elizabeth Barrett Browning Hope your ‘Lillies’ are starting to bloom! It is such a beautiful day here in San Diego, I couldn’t help but share the warmth.
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Missing my beautiful girls- Hubban
Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray dear Lord, my soul you’ll keep, My mommy says I need to pray, For many others on this day, But my daddy – he’s a marine, of this I’m sure you know, He helps protect our freedom, I was sad to see him go. He missed...
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I wish I could have spent some time getting photography lessons from you! All the colors are vivid and the lighting is awesome, I don’t know how you do it! These blog entries are great, looking forward to seeing more Tina! Take care
Thanks Ryan!
A newborn is like the beginning of all things, hope, a dream of possibilities. It was during high school that I discovered this new conception. My entire AP Art Concentration reflected this thought on newborns. I loved the innocence they portrayed; they have not yet been bombarded by life’s mass media. From here it was...
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I absolutely love this post, Tina! The pictures are gorgeous, especially the close-ups! You have a wonderful talent. Congrats on all you have and will accomplish.
Thanks Jenny! That’s so sweet XO
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