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Date Posted: 15:20:45 12/10/04 Fri
Author: Mary Cheatham, www.FWLCookbook.com
Subject: Stuff In the Kitchen and on the Walls

Although it's still December, I have started making New Year's resolutions. One is to rid my house of valuable items that someone else would probably appreciate more than I do.

Last weekend at Michael Penland's Internet and Joint Venture Marketing Super Conference in Orlando, I learned the value of ebay. What a lovely way to help me keep my resolution!

First, I placed a copy of Flavored with Love in the auction.

Next, I placed some McCoy pottery. Here's the story about the pottery:
In the 1970's I received this lovely patriotic Carved Wooden Eagle pottery set, artist unknown, National Gallery of Art, Washington, D. C., as a prize for selling Avon.

All three pieces are in mint condition. There are no cracks or chips. The cream pitcher has the McCoy insigna and the number 335, the letters USA, and the number 11 on the bottom. The bean pot has the number 342-3. The cookie jar has the number 9 on it . I received all three items at the same time as a set. The bean pot and the cookie jar have lids.

I have treasured these pieces for 30 years. The pitcher has had cream in it a time or two. The cookie jar has contained delicious old-fashioned oatmeal cookies a few times, but we usually ate the cookies too fast to store them in the jar.

I've never cooked beans in the pot; instead I used it to hold scraps of paper with heirloom recipes on them. Recently I dug those recipes out and wrote a cookbook.

It is now time to pass these items on to someone who will love and cherish them as much as I have.

Today I placed a picture for auction. I'd like to share my story with you about it:

Streams of emotions flow through this compelling painting by Sudie Clayton. She has displayed 12 beautiful faces of women. Although each face is that of a different person, each displays a part of one woman.

Every view reminds me of Sudie. Terror, confidence, regret, joy, bliss--the viewer is left to read the faces.

Sudie is the kind of artist who does not waste a stroke with unnecessary details; at the same time, every stroke from her talented hand is in the perfect place.

Using her unique style of painting multiple views of similar subjects, Sudie, a renowned Mississippi artist, painted this picture on wood.

Her father created a lovely frame and permanently fastened the picture into it. All corners are precisely mitered. The matting is tan burlap. The picture is 12" X 19 1/2", and the brown frame measures 18 1/2" X 26".

The work is in flawless condition. The signature on the bottom right hand corner is Sudie Reimer, '73.

Back in 1973, Sudie, who was the neighbor of my inlaws, gave our family a private display of her incredible work. My husband, who was well-known as a musical performer, selected this picture from her huge repertoire.

He said he needed it in his Louisiana Tech University music studio because it speaks volumes about conveying uninhibited emotions--the emotions that he wanted his trumpet students to convey when they played.

After he died, my daughter and I have had difficulty looking at the picture because it stirs personal feelings, which are too intense because of the tender memories.

This great work of art needs a new home, one where people can read the faces and telescope their emotions into the microcosm displayed here.

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