March of Dimes Blues

” MARCH OF DIME BLUES ”

Once upon a time a little grammar school boy was told by his school teacher that all the children in the class would be given a “March of Dimes ” drive card. The card had slits that a dime would fit into. The March of Dimes was a well to do and respected charity ( a drive to destroy or banish Polio from existence ) So, the youngster was told that if you brought the card back to school with all the slots full of dimes that they would be honored on the bulletin board . This young man took his card and carried it to the family country store where he worked with the family quiet often. After asking several customers if thy would like to donate to the ” MARCH OF DIMES ” , the reply was always ” No “. He got more disgusted each time he asked. He wanted to be honored so much, he decided to take a few dimes from the check out desk drawer and fill his card. Knowing he might be doing something a little out of line, he then carried it to school. Never knowing he would be in trouble , it finally came when a relative visited the classroom and saw his card and told his mother and father . He does not remember what punishment he received. His thoughts were ” He did it for a good cause “.

Oil on linen
12″ x 15 ” Actual painting will vary from this photo. Painting definition, color, etc.
Photo by Kim Reed

Tim Loves Tink

TIM LOVES TINK
( the legend lives on )

Over the years I have done a couple of paintings of a very unique small town ( Cornelia, Ga. ) that has a railroad underpass. Many years ago a couple in love decided to show their love for each other by painting their names on the famous RR underpass.
Now when they repaint the underpass the lettering has to be repainted . That has been done many times over the years. No one seems to know who the couple were. All known is ” TIM LOVES TINK “. MAYBE ONE DAY WE WILL KNOW. The view of the underpass shows the south side looking north.

oil on linen
Please note clarity, definition , color , etc. will vary from actual painting.

Photography by Kim Reed

Love Thy Neighbor

” LOVE THY NEIGHBOR ”
An oil on linen by KEN WOODALL ART

A mother and daughter on an afternoon ride thru the
country in their new 1952 Pontiac automobile ( I hope they didn’t buy the car from our family freind who owned the local Pontiac Dealership in our little town ) . Little
did they realize the trouble they would encounter that
day. When the disaster happened they had no idea of
what they were going to do, and all of a sudden they
spied an old mountain shack house. This would be
their only hope. In their minds they wondered would
this elderly couple come to their rescue. I end the story
believing they did !

This photo varies some what from the original painting in
color , definition, etc.

Photography by Kim Reed

Country is ………………….

” COUNTRY IS …………………. ”

The great country singer Tom T. Hall released a song in 1974 called “Country Is “. He hit the button with this one. Great message. In this painting I have tried to relay in some sort of way this song. This simple country painting relates to lots of things Tom T. Hall was saying and singing. Nothing simpler than an older man plowing with his mule and dog ! Painting is available for sale. Email me at neon@windstream.net or use Facebook messenger for price.

Photography by Kim Reed.
Oil on linen 10″ x 8″

Photo varies somewhat from the actual painting. Color, definition, etc.

Help, Uncle Joe, Help

HELP, UNCLE JOE, HELP

There were quiet a few years difference in the age of my oldest brother and I. Therefore, we never had many personal memories. But one that I remember took place in a small rural area in north Ga. Called Pea Ridge. No paved roads, all were red Ga. Clay. When it rained you could call the roads ” Rut City “. This one particular day my brother Farris and I were out cruising following a huge rain. He always had a habit of driving a little too fast and we wound up in a ditch. No way for us to get back on the road without HELP ! Thanks to my good Uncle Joe Brown Alexander who happened to have a horse we were able to hook up to him and continue our journey. A simple, little happening that I will treasure forever !

Oil on linen
Photo and actual painting will differ in color, definition, etc.

Photography by Kim Reed

Waterloo

” WATERLOO ” Another memory from my childhood. Years ago in the north Ga. mountains my family owned and operated a small country store with groceries , gas, oil ,etc. I have always felt lucky to grow up around our business. Having worked, and played at this location , I got to see and hear lots of happenings that otherwise I would not have had so many memorable times. This painting is a typical scene where one day a beautiful, huge traveling bus pulled up and asked for directions to Cleveland , Ga. As I recall they were looking for a new radio station having a grand opening and that the ” STONEWALL JACKSON BAND ” would be playing. They hung around for a short time and visited with us and some locals. Folks got autographs ,etc. For the time , this was ” a really big show “. By the way, one of Stonewall Jackson ‘s biggest hits was ” WATERLOO “.

Photo varies from the actual painting ( definition, color , etc.)

Photography by Kim Reed .

Smoke House Saloon

“SMOKE HOUSE SALOON ”

In my early years in the North Ga. Mountains lots an lots of memorable events happened that I have never forgotten. This is one.
In the summer time each year I usually spent a couple of weeks at the small farm of my grandfather and grandmother in Banks county Georgia.
A little local friend that I played with David Adamson and I would think up things to just have fun with. This scene is a normal thing we would dream up. The story is that one particular time after watching an old time western on TV or having seen recently at a local movie theatre. We decided to re-enact the film in my grandfathers ” Smoke House ” next to his old farm. Lots of old westerns had lots of scenes taking place in the town Saloon. We thought we would decorate old glass bottles with Whiskey or Liquor labels that we cut from old magazines. Bottles were from my grandmothers collection of ” WATKINS ( home ) PRODUCTS “. ( WATKINS CO. sold all types of spices, flavoring and other things } Bottle resembled Whiskey bottles very much. So , they were perfect and looked great. Bottles were filled with tea, etc . We were always afraid my grand dad ( a southern Baptist preacher ) would catch us even thinking about hanging out in a saloon. But as we played he never noticed. THANKS FOR ALL THE GREAT MEMORIES FROM MY CHILDHOOD !

Oil on Linen 16″ x 18″.
Photograph varies from the actual painting.

Photography by Kim Reed

All Day Singing & Dinner on the Grounds

” All Day Singing & Dinner On The Grounds ”

There was a time long , long time ago when the local churches would have a complete day with their congregation. This painting called ” All Day Singing & Dinner On The Grounds ” is depicted in a small north Ga. Rural area called Pea Ridge. Once a year a big day came around again. This takes place at Pleasant Hill Baptist Church . An all day affair with lots of singing and eating. It was a very pleasing sort of day. I recall hearing such classic songs as AMAZING GRACE, ROCK OF AGES, OLD RUGGED CROSS , I’LL FLY AWAY and many more . Long gone in most rural areas of our country. Some things seemed better back then.

( Please note, color, definition, etc. varies from actual painting )

Original Oil on linen
20″ x 15 ”
Photography by Kim Reed

Squeegie

Once again, it is a great privilege and honor to do another book cover for author Joe Cobb Crawford . The book is not on the market at this time. Release date will be announced later and also the title . All the happening in the book take place in and around Copperhill , TN. The attached photo of the cover is a scene from a story called “SQUEEGIE “. Great story on this young man and several of the other “towns people ” that are shown. I remember as a child of our family traveling to Copperhill to see the adjoing area where all the Copper mines were located. It was a sight to see ! Most of the land was really in bad shape. Smoke stacks everywhere and also gas fumes and smoke. Still after that , I did enjoy the trips.

Oil on linen
Photography by Kim Reed

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