This is a commission piece for Ellen who runs the Cotton' Pickin' Fair. Ellen is a 6th generation resident of Gay, the town was actually named for them. Gay was previously known as Sasserville, which was also named after her family. When Sasserville wanted to incorporate and get a post office, the found that there was already a Sasserville, GA. Thus the name Gay was used. The family sight where Gandpa's house is located is also where the fair is held. There are dozens of old tin buildings that were used back in the days when Meriwether county was the peach capital of Georgia. The fair is held the first weekend every May and October. It is the only show I do and it will be my second one this year. Ellen and crew have been very good to me as has gotten a great deal of exposure for my work. She plans on using this piece as a logo for the Fair.
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Wednesday, July 15, 2009
Grandpa's House, 112 sold
This is a commission piece for Ellen who runs the Cotton' Pickin' Fair. Ellen is a 6th generation resident of Gay, the town was actually named for them. Gay was previously known as Sasserville, which was also named after her family. When Sasserville wanted to incorporate and get a post office, the found that there was already a Sasserville, GA. Thus the name Gay was used. The family sight where Gandpa's house is located is also where the fair is held. There are dozens of old tin buildings that were used back in the days when Meriwether county was the peach capital of Georgia. The fair is held the first weekend every May and October. It is the only show I do and it will be my second one this year. Ellen and crew have been very good to me as has gotten a great deal of exposure for my work. She plans on using this piece as a logo for the Fair.
Thursday, April 16, 2009
White Barn, Gay, GA 057



Finally got out to paint today. Jules and Mo' came with me... Mo' whined like a baby the whole time like the cruiser was surrounded by angry cats and he had no escape.
It was a beautiful day, and I HAD to get out and paint. It had been almost a week. There is no excuse... well, actually I could come up with several, but they are worthless. Even though I was distracted by the whines of my dog and the cars that occasionally passed, I was happy with the piece in the end, and that is all that matters...
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