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My Journey into Art…

10 Jan

 

29. Birth of Cotton

30. Women in cottonfield

21.cotton field

31. Women Dreaming

32. Birth of Cotton 2

10.Cabin in the Meadow

The last painting is of the old two-pen cabin where I was born in Alabama; many of my poems are based on the hardships of those who took care of the deep red southern soil that grew the white gold called “cotton”.

 

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12 responses to “My Journey into Art…

  1. reocochran

    January 10, 2016 at 12:34 am

    This was a fascinating journey into the southern way of life through paintings, Elizabeth. I was wondering how recently did you complete this book? I feel bad I did not feature this on my post. . . Yet!

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  2. chris jensen

    January 10, 2016 at 1:31 am

    Wonderful images!

    cheers chris

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  3. quiall

    January 10, 2016 at 1:57 am

    Beautiful paintings!

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  4. booguloo

    January 10, 2016 at 3:33 am

    Very Good. You have another possible income stream. 🙂

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  5. JoHanna Massey

    January 10, 2016 at 11:38 am

    I returned to the high desert after living in the southern part of the US for several years. I love your art. Thank you.

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  6. Aquileana

    January 15, 2016 at 6:19 am

    Powerful style… I love the ethical approach… Best wishes. Aquileana 😉

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    • elizabeth ann johnson-murphree

      January 15, 2016 at 8:27 pm

      Oh, thank you for the response and these thoughts of people, places and things come from memories…no the dress period yet I was raised in a cotton field by my father. The single bowl of cotton an the blood splattered hand raising it up are from my heart and images of people I loved whose fingers were cut from picking the cotton. E

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  7. poetlou

    January 19, 2016 at 3:11 pm

    GOD blesses us in ways that we’ve yet to understand but in you he has given a gifted hand

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