Dorothea Lange wrote a book called “Daring to Look: Dorothea Lange's Photographs and Reports from the Field.” Lange died of esophageal cancer but she had other problems before she died. What the Migrant mother meant and why she took them? Dorothea Lange was very famous by her photos that she took. In one of the most famous photos that is called “The Migrant Mother” that photo told about how a mother of seven kids in California were in real need of food, clothes, a warm place to live, and other things they need to survive. The mother, seven children, and a father that lived in a tent with no door just a back that lived in the middle of nowhere just trees and grass.
Hanks was born in Concord, California. His father, Amos Mefford Hanks (born in Glenn County, California, on March 9, 1924 – died in Alameda, California, on January 31, 1992), an itinerant cook,[2] was a distant relative of President Abraham Lincoln (through Lincoln's mother, Nancy Hanks). [3] His mother, Janet Marylyn (née Frager; born in Alameda County, California, on January 18, 1932), was a hospital worker. Hanks' mother is of Portuguese ancestry, while two of his paternal great-grandparents immigrated from Britain. [4][5] Hanks's parents divorced in 1960.
Why have you stopped drawing? She had the gift alive during the dead years…” His mother supported his gift through everything. When she became ill she made him draw the world as a beautiful place. Asher knew better than that, he knew since a very young age that the world was not as magnificent as his mother made him believe. Growing up she bought him books about artists, painting supplies, took him to art museums, comforted and took Asher’s
Unsatisfied with Spain, Diego moved to Paris to complete his remaining two years of studying. During this time, he met and married his first wife, Angelina Belloff, a Russian émigré artist. During the next ten years, Diego and Angelina live together and pursue their art careers. In 1917, they have a child – but he eventually dies in 1918 from the influenza epidemic. Only a year later, Diego would go on to have his second son, Marika, with his mistress Marvena.
By age 23 she was married and within months she was repeating her mother’s history. She was pregnant and had tuberculosis. She almost died with the birth of her first baby. After the birth of two more children and a fire that destroyed their house, Margaret and her husband moved back to New York. There she began working as a visiting nurse among the poor of the Lower East Side.
The reader can conclude that Gates really loved his mother and admired her. His mother was very smart and he admired her for that. The “ biggest reason” that he joined the church was because of his mother, and he was glad he did. Strengths to their relationship was their closeness and the love they shared. A weakness to their relationship would be when his mother told him all the time that she was going to die.
When Emin was in her later years of college she would often discontinue her paintings and destroy them. She described this period of time as her "emotional suicide". It was following her first abortion. These destroyed paintings were featured in My Major Retrospective. In Emin's Turner Prize exhibit she displayed some watercolor paintings, known as the Berlin Watercolor Series.
In 1895, when Picasso was seven years old, his sister, Conchita, died of diphtheria and it left him traumatized. On April 8, 1973, Pablo Picasso died in Mougins, France. Picasso’s final words were “Drink to me, drink to my health, you know I can’t drink any more.” Picasso was interred at the Chateau of Vauvenargues on a property he had acquired in 1958. Picasso had
Unfortunately, her father was killed two months later in a train accident. For the next two years she lived at home with her mother, grandmother, and great-grandmother, all of them widows. Her great-grandmother, Victoria Verdon Charleville oversaw her education and taught her French, music, and the gossip on St. Louis women of the past. Kate O'Flaherty
Free! Free!”. I did not know why she said that, but I started to think that many this story is more complicated than a woman losing her husband. Then the author started to write about the things that Mrs Mallard saw and felt, in a descriptive and joyful way. That was my clue that maybe Mrs Mallard was actually happy about her husband’s death.