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April [[strikethrough]] 1669 [[/strikethrough]] 1970
[[strikethrough]] Y11 [[/strikethrough]] Y12
MINNIE EVANS 4

NHS: You leave them in the book.

ME: Mam?

NHS: You leave them in the book if it's an angel book.

ME: I leave them in the book.

NHS: Yes, yes

ME: Cause I got so many of them elsewhere you know. Maybe I should put these on

NHS: I want her to tell me something about her smallest drawings. The earliest ones? Tell me about them.

ME: I started [[strikethrough]] painting [[/strikethrough]] these. The first ones I made - [[strikethrough]] it [[/strikethrough]] I did was in 1935. You haven't got any of the first ones.

NHS: The very first No. They are up in New York.

ME: Then I didn't do anymore after that until 1940. Then I started to painting - making these little pictures and I did that from 1940 on until now I've been painting, making pictures. But these small ones I kept I did them until I had one hundred and forty and it was very funny that I had to keep them with me. Carried them everywhere I went. In a way, I was, it was very peculiar. From 1940 I made these little pictures until '44 and I have a lot of the other ones but then I was having peculiar dreams about them. It was so very funny so I have to - . They got my mind mixed up. Isn't it funny, I don't

NHS: You mean now? You mean looking at them now mixes up your mind?

ME: Um hmm see spelling used in Greenbook for this. Yes, I can just - . How I did it I just had to do it. Working with something. Just working with my hands causing me to make these paintings. I have had a 

NHS: These are all drawings. These are drawings. They are not paintings. We call them paintings when you do them with a brush.

ME: Drawings, yes. These little drawings are very funny and my neighbors and my church members thought funny of me about them. Some of them didn't see any sense in it. I didn't either but I had it to do. I left them home one day. I kept them in an old pocketbook and kept them with me and I had to go back home and get them. My husband thought it was funny. He didn't understand it. I had a neighbor, her name was Mrs. Smith, and her daughters they were my friends. They could see into it. Even now Lawyer George Roundtree, Frank Griffin (Durfin?) he and his father-in-law and I would tell them about how they worried me and my husband couldn't see into it. But they hold him to let me be off. Don't bother with me because I had something on me that nobody could handle but God. But he decided. He said I was acting funny and he thought

NHS: You mean your husband? Your husband

ME: Yes. He thought I was acting funny. He thought I was going