This is my grandmother's clothespin basket, just as it was left when they closed up her house. Actually, my grandfather hung out the clothes more than my grandmother did. Maybe he just enjoyed being outdoors more and this was a chore he took over. They lived on a farm with my Uncle George.My grandfather came from an orphanage to work as a farm hand for my uncle and my grandmother came to run the house. They eventually married and the three of them lived on the farm for the rest of their lives. My uncle was a quiet man who smoked a pipe, read a lot and had great penmanship. It is funny what I remember about him, because the penmanship sticks in my mind. He gave me books for Christmas and birthdays written by author Marguerite Henry - Misty of Chincoteague, being the most well known. I still have all those books, and they're something I would not part with.
I am in the middle of this painting and there will be some changes to work thru. It has been one of those pieces that has stops and starts. But I am making progress again.
