Woven and Printed Textile Design. Architectural Drafting. Writing. Learning Japanese. Gardening. Not necessarily in that order.
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10 Things Architects Wish Their Clients Knew About Building
What are the requirements necessary to call yourself an architect? In the United States, architects are licensed professionals. Five years of study is the minimum length of time to earn a Bachelor of Architecture. After that, candidates must apprentice to a licensed architect to create a total of eight years (in New York State) of combined study and practice. This total can vary from state to state. Some states allow the substitution of experience for a degree but the total number of years of experience required varies from eight to thirteen.
Days of the Guacamaya Roja
My name is Julio Martinez and as I begin to tell you, know I was once a taker of parrots. The guacamaya roja, the scarlet macaw. Yes, a beauty. Red, green, yellow, blue. We took them down from the trees, the eggs, the birds flown into nets, their feathers, whatever we could get. It wasn't against the law at first, you know. There were so many, nobody could see the end of them.
Wings of Our People
Come with me, my children. Let us take wing as I tell you the story of our people of old. We were once mighty dancers of the sky, numbering hundreds together, soaring, swooping. Our cities were vast among the tallest of the old trees, our small and secret caves within the broad tops. Now we number in the tens and our land is becoming barren.
Halloween is all about the costumes and adopting a persona. Costumes are not just for kids. So welcome to the party! Here is a musical preview to encourage you to show up on our doorstep dressed appropriately and knowing what to expect. Charge your phone and bring your flashlight. It's dark out there.
I don’t remember whose idea it was, Suzanne’s, Fiona’s, or mine. The three of us did everything together that year. We were in Form 2, the British equivalent of 8th grade. My family had moved to Dunedin, New Zealand in the middle of a US school year when I was in 7th grade. I’d had two summers that year, one in the States and one in New Zealand. I had always been a year younger than everyone in my class because my birthday fell at the end of the traditional cut-off date. Now I was the same age because of the reversal in seasons.