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Eve Drewelowe's journals, volumes II-III, 1950s

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64. dinner parties thrown in for good measure, were pushed forward without interruption. The student health department sent me over to the Hospital Clinic for x-rays of the sinus and for treatment thereof. In these times [autrum?]  infections were put on suction and were irrigated. Each [autrum?] too- in this instance - was punctured, any number of times, an intensely unpleasant experience. I also tried - by suggestion - to sit in the sun behind the glass panes of a north apartment as part of the treatment. At the end of the year we took our degrees - my husband his Doctorate and I my masters - at the same convocation. My husband accepted a tempting offer at the State University of an enticing state.  The place where I had always hoped and longed to live; and to paint! Stimulating painting material abounded in every hand - to be sure -; but for awhile I must admit -, I was wholly at sea. Student exercises - the still life subjects, the models, the designing and composing, even the outdoor sketching - did not avail me now. I was entirely on my own and quite without the props of the class-room. New forms confronted me; an entirely foreign atmosphere; fresh problems;

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64. dinner parties thrown in for good measure, were pushed forward without interruption. The student health department sent me over to the Hospital Clinic for x-rays of the sinus and for treatment thereof. In these times [autrum?] infections were put on suction and were irrigated. Each [autrum?] too- in this instance - was punctured, any number of times, an intensely unpleasant experience. I also tried - by suggestion - to sit in the sun behind the glass panes of a north apartment as part of the treatment. At the end of the year we took our degrees - my husband his Doctorate and I my masters - at the same convocation. My husband accepted a tempting offer at the State University of an enticing state. The place where I had always hoped and longed to live; and to paint! Stimulating painting material abounded in every hand - to be sure -; but for awhile I must admit -, I was wholly at sea. Student exercises - the still life subjects, the models, the designing and composing, even the outdoor sketching - did not avail me now. I was entirely on my own and quite without the props of the class-room. New forms confronted me; an entirely foreign atmosphere; fresh problems;