Viewing these 2 pictures is easy to imagine that is the beginning and end of a table. But it's one of those pictures that you remember. Was 1 picture painted Pedro (before summer 2006): a river with flowers, we learned far the two. He was the eldest of my students for a couple of years.
Here is a selection of some of his paintings, he painted with humility but eager, those below are the last ones painted in my class (2008). D escubrĂ we never too late to learn, and that despite the weakness of the years could be painted as the inspiration and the desire to learn there. We also discovered that the world is a handkerchief, then turned out to be a neighbor of my father.
let Pedro a few days ago because his weak heart could not withstand another ailment. He left his love, those that are scarce in these times, for over 50 years together it does not do either, and left a large family. Peter was a tailor here, and emigrant returned and triumphed by winning the palates of many with the remembered Hamburger VilagarcĂa Ceiba. Pedro told me that since childhood he liked to draw, but in his time that it was impossible. He could not keep some of his drawings, and it seemed incredible that in their retirement years could fulfill a dream: to paint pictures and release the case of oils which had given their daughters. Sunday my father told us that Pedrito (as he knew a few) also could play the guitar and harmonica. I would stick with their discretion and his smile to greet me, with blood glucose results, some dizziness and a huge scar that left me impressed with the photos of his paintings that will color the memories of their loved ones ... I prefer his desire to come to painting classes regardless of age. I stay with her face in surprise when he stopped to see my little box near " The start of the hill blue pineapple ... I prefer the internal energy ... and is also "never too late if that is good."
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