I was commissioned to create a pair of horse head paintings, with the backgrounds already completed and sketches underway when my client and good friend suddenly passed away.

A couple of months later, while examining the background of one canvas, I noticed it resembled denim. A smile crossed my face as I realized my deceased friend would appreciate the fact that I painted a denim-clad booty (my own) against his horse head background. And that’s how Cornbread Booty came to life.

As for the title? It’s a nickname given to me by an ex-co-worker. (Thanks, Zennia!)

Cornbread Booty needed a companion, so I created Lucky You to complete the pair.

“RIP Richard! You are missed tremendously, and I know you would be delighted with the outcome of your paintings. I can hear you saying, ‘Well, that’s what I really wanted but wasn’t going to ask.’”

Jackson, Ann. (2021). Cornbread Booty. [Acrylic on canvas]. Chattanooga, TN: Private collection. 10″x10″
Jackson, Ann. (2021). Lucky You. [Acrylic on canvas]. Chattanooga, TN: Private collection. 10″x10″

This stockinged beauty emerged from the painted background, inspiring me let her shine through. She appears sun-kissed, evoking the essence of warmth and joy, much like Bob Seger’s song “Sunspot Baby,” which played on repeat in my mind as I worked on the piece.

Jackson, Ann. (2020) Sunspot Baby. [Acrylic on canvas]. Chattanooga TN: Private collection. 16″ x 20″

Sunspot Baby by Bob Seger

She packed up her bags and she took off down the road 
Left me here stranded with the bills she owed 
She gave me a false address 
Took off with my American Express 
Sunspot Baby 
She sure had me way outguessed

She left me here stranded like a dog out in the yard 
Charged up a fortune on my credit card 
She used my address and my name 
Man that was sure unkind 
Sunspot Baby 
She sure had a real good time

I looked in Miami 
I looked in Negril 
The closest I came was a month old bill 
I checked the Bahamas and they said she was gone 
Can’t understand why she did me so wrong

But she packed up her bags and she took off down the road 
She said she was going to visit sister Flo 
She used my address and my name 
And man that was sure unkind 
Sunspot Baby 
I’m gonna catch up sometime 
Sure had a real good time

I looked in Miami 
I looked in Negril 
The closest I came was a month old bill 
I checked the Bahamas and they said she was gone 
I can’t understand why she did me so wrong

But she packed up her bags and she took off down the road 
She left me here stranded with the bills she owed 
She used my address and my name 
And put my credit to shame 
Sunspot Baby 
Sure had a real good time

Oh, Sunspot Baby 
She sure had a real good time 
Yeah, Sunspot Baby 
I’m gonna catch up sometime 
Sometime, oh

Gonna track you down, oh