tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-822894759353679437.post9175756821942341435..comments2024-03-01T23:41:02.240-05:00Comments on louie, louie: the silent call of the earthbeth cioffolettihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09300116274007165612noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-822894759353679437.post-43068347242458456982018-08-16T09:48:52.211-05:002018-08-16T09:48:52.211-05:00Thanks, Anbazhagan! Thanks, Anbazhagan! beth cioffolettihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09300116274007165612noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-822894759353679437.post-58904767152999446562018-08-16T05:42:58.655-05:002018-08-16T05:42:58.655-05:00We used to call it boots! My father used to wear t...We used to call it boots! My father used to wear them. He was a mining worker. It was a gold mining company. An underground mines, many of them around in a ten square miles area. In a rugged pant and shirt, with this boots on, he used to like a rock! To bear the difficulties of the job, for the up bringing of the family. Scores of them. This painting brings back the memories of years of toil, ultimately proving to be worth it! In that way it seems like a dedication to all those miners who toiled.Anbazhaganhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16971820849875762942noreply@blogger.com