One of a dozen children, he had eleven children of his own and supported his family with odd jobs until a crate of marble crushed his legs while he was working in a furniture factory in the late 1960's. Crippled, depressed, and drinking, he picked up a paintbrush to pass the time. His days of hanging paintings in his yard and offering them to passersby for a few dollars each ended in 1982, when his work was featured in a landmark exhibition of Black American Folk Art at Washington, D.C.'s Corcoran Gallery. Suddenly he was recognized as one of the most significant folk painters in America, and collectors from far and wide were seeking out his work. Mose continues to paint today perched on the edge of his bed.
All works shown are housepaint on wood.
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