Welcome,
Today I will tell you about a real case
that I experienced myself.
It was the year 1962 or 1963
when I studied fine arts.
Later, I taught drawing.
At this time there were not any
sign language interpreters.
I had to organize myself
and agree with the teachers
so that they would provide me with the bibliography
and they provided technical notes.
Fortunately it was a degree with
much more practical sessions than theory.
We spent hours in the workshop painting with oils,
drawing, sketching
still life scenes, etc.
We also studied anatomy
to better understand our skeleton and muscles structures
so we could draw the human body.
I also had to attend theory classes
even though I was deaf.
Luckily the teacher gave me a manual
which I could read.
But I still attended the classes
to enjoy the atmosphere.
In the middle of one class
which I was totally lost in
given that they changed subjects so often and interruptions
from different classmates
I understood their were talking about the wrist
and how it moved.
In that area there are 8 little bones
between the bones of our forearm
which allows for the rotation
of our wrist.
By the gestures our teacher made
I understood what they were sayiing
and I could follow along.
But a classmate sitting next to me
who is now a well known painter, Serra de Riura,
looked distracted.
He is a bit younger than me, maybe you know him.
I said:
Hey Serra
What?
(and I asked him with gestures)
What is the teacher talking about?
The carpal bones?
And he condescendingly
raised his hand:
- Yes Serra.
- It is time for class
to end now.
The teacher looked at the time and...
- Oh, right!
The teacher closed the book and thanked everyone
And I... - Serra! I didn't say it was time to end class.
- I asked you if he was talking about the 8 carpal bones.
- Oh well, this is better, we are done class!