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Eve Drewelowe's journals, volumes II-III, 1950s
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61. From this humble beginning has grown an art graduate school of national renown and importance. As a bride then - this first year of married life - I enrolled in the graduate College with the desire to take a Master of Arts degree with a major in painting and a minor in History of Art. Before this time whereof I speak, numerous students had come along hoping to take an advanced degree in art but were always discouraged from trying to do so. When it was my turn, however, the Head of the Art Department was not adverse to have me do so - in fact he very much hoped that I would and encouraged me to go on; the Professor of the History of Art was eager that I do so; and the Dean of the graduate School was very much interested and desirous to have me break a new trail. It was these three who were instrumental in having me go on in painting [note - text scratched out and 'insert AB' written in pencil]. The University which I attended - located as it is in the section generally thought of as the prosaic middle-west - was rather advanced in the teaching of art. Strangely so for an agrigculturel [sp. agricultural?] state, for no Universities with the exception of Yale - I believe - were giving advanced degrees
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61. From this humble beginning has grown an art graduate school of national renown and importance. As a bride then - this first year of married life - I enrolled in the graduate College with the desire to take a Master of Arts degree with a major in painting and a minor in History of Art. Before this time whereof I speak, numerous students had come along hoping to take an advanced degree in art but were always discouraged from trying to do so. When it was my turn, however, the Head of the Art Department was not adverse to have me do so - in fact he very much hoped that I would and encouraged me to go on; the Professor of the History of Art was eager that I do so; and the Dean of the graduate School was very much interested and desirous to have me break a new trail. It was these three who were instrumental in having me go on in painting [note - text scratched out and 'insert AB' written in pencil]. The University which I attended - located as it is in the section generally thought of as the prosaic middle-west - was rather advanced in the teaching of art. Strangely so for an agrigculturel [sp. agricultural?] state, for no Universities with the exception of Yale - I believe - were giving advanced degrees
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