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dc.contributor.authorMcKee, Patriciaen_US
dc.date.accessioned2007-07-12T17:46:38Z
dc.date.available2007-07-12T17:46:38Z
dc.date.issued2000-05-01T00:00:00Zen_US
dc.identifier.urihttp://hdl.handle.net/1993/2487
dc.description.abstractAttempting to bound my project into some concrete truth has been like trying to grasp a fist full of Manitoba clay; the tighter I squeezed, the more of it slipped through my fingers. I would then scoop up the droppings, compact it again, and squeeze with all my might; only to find little left in my hand once more. The repetition of this movement became a mantra, and as the project began to sway back and forth, I began to meditate. I closed my eyes and instead of looking at the clay my hand was trying to force into shape, I saw for the first time the mounds that had fallen at my feet. When I opened my eyes again I saw a river that flowed red. I noticed the mounds, like the clay ideas that had fallen from my hands, erupting from the surface of the water. There was a sharp bend in the river, and in the crook of that bend was a grove of maple trees sheltering my dad's maroon 1962 Ford where my mom and dad were dating. I looked up and saw that the moon was full and the stars were right, and I knew that a practicum was about to be born. (Abstract shortened by UMI.)en_US
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dc.language.isoengen_US
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dc.titleThe big ha-ha, a chaotic exploration into finding lost wateren_US
dc.typeinfo:eu-repo/semantics/masterThesis
dc.typemaster thesisen_US
dc.degree.disciplineLandscape Architectureen_US
dc.degree.levelMaster of Landscape Architecture (M.L.Arch.)en_US


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