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Artist Terry Ybanez, Teacher and cultural leader, has been denied a seat on the Guadalupe Board

Fact: October 13, 2001 : "Huevos Rancheros" Gala

San Antonio Cultural Arts hosts "Huevos Rancheros" gala, honoring King Huevo Ranchero Victor Miramontes and Queen Huevo Terry Ybanez. Huevos Rancheros breakfast and silent art auction and entertainment. Avenida Guadalupe Plaza. (210) 226-7466

To be chosen as a A Queen Huevo means you are highly respected in our community as a cultural worker, patron, activist, or artist. Terry Ybanez is all of this and more. She's illustrated children's books; she's had exhibitions throughout the city; she donated a whole summer to the creation of the only feminist mural outside of San Francisco; she holds a B.A. in Studio Art from Trinity University, and a M.A. in Bilingual/Bicultural Studies from UTSA; she's lived abroad; and she's currently an art teacher at Brackenridge High School, an inner-city school in San Antonio, where she teaches Advanced Placement classes, painting and drawing.

Currently, she sits on the Cultural Advisory Board of the City of San Antonio.

Last November, she submitted her resume for the Guadalupe Cultural Center Board. One of the boardmembers, Gwendolyn Diaz, a professor at St. Mary's University, submitted it to the Board.

"I'm only one vote," responded Professor Diaz, according to Mary Jessie Garza, when she was asked what action the board had taken. Mary Jessie Garza was the former interim Executive Director before R. Bret Ruiz was hired as President. Ruiz is now a voting member of the Board. Mary Jessie was fired on January 11th of this year.

At the February 06 Boardmeeting that I attended, it was announced that there were three board vacancies.

To date, Terry Ybanez has not been invited to join the Guadalupe's Board of Directors.

"They're in denial," says a cultural peer who knows the organization well.

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