Four Columns

Four Columns is my interpretation of the Mosby Home in Canton, Mississippi.

I have always had trouble giving my husband gifts. He buys what he wants, and what he does not buy for himself, we either cannot afford it (super expensive timepiece) or have nowhere to put it (new Corvette). So I decided to make a painting for him that would never leave the house to go on exhibit. A painting of his childhood home.

I remember well each house I called home as I grew up. We never moved out of Columbus, Mississippi.  The apartment duplex on Tenth Street North where I lived as an infant is still standing (although I am not certain how that is). My grandfather designed the first house my daddy built with a house note of $90 per month. It’s probably still standing, but I am not sure if I want to go back to that part of town. We then built  “out in the country” off Highway 45 where we stayed a few years before moving back to Tenth Street North to a house built in 1910. That is the place I call “home” before I moved to college just down the street. Mother and Daddy went on to two other houses after that. In fact, when I came home from college one weekend, they told me they were moving….I guess it was a good thing I went home to visit or I may have never known where they went!

My husband, on the other hand, had only one address until he left for university. The house, built in the 1850’s, is one of the largest in the town of Canton and has been in his family over one hundred years. The Mosby Home has been sketched, photographed, and painted a number of times, and I thought having an original painting of it would be pretty cool. Especially if  the painting was really big and hanging over my  mantel.

I began this project in June, 2020 figuring I would have plenty of time to finish for Christmas.  This is highly unusual for me because I am a last-minute kind of person. I knew how I wanted it to look because I “borrowed” the composition from my friend, Keith, the artist across from me at the studio (is there anything really new?). I drew, painted, corrected, and corrected again. I was hopeful that I would have an opportunity to exhibit it in a local show before my husband saw it, but my painting was declined. Which was for the best, since this was a gift, something he could never buy for himself, and I didn’t want him to see it. I was able to surprise him with it on Christmas day.

Did he like it? He never really said…but it is hanging over the mantle, never to leave the house again.

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