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The Story of
egendary Cartoonist
George Winners

I burst into this world on a scorching June 25, 1947, right in the heart of a cotton plantation named Murphy. My parents, Frank and Annie, welcomed me as the youngest member of our lively clan, surrounded by four older siblings and four younger ones. But, my journey truly started when I was around seven, a mischievous little rascal, spending my days babysitting my younger brothers and lending a hand in those sprawling cotton fields. My hands were itching to create even then, though I couldn't pinpoint when my love affair with art ignited. I can only recall the spark as far back as my kindergarten days.


My mind was a whirlwind of creativity from the get-go. I'd sketch and craft toys for my brothers out of whatever I could scrounge up around our humble abode. I was a storytelling maestro, holding my first-grade classmates spellbound with tales spun from my vivid imagination and showcasing my budding artistic prowess. Yet, it wasn't until the tumultuous years of middle school that I realized art coursed through my veins. I considered myself a self-made artist, a burgeoning Picasso in the making.

Growing up amidst the sprawling cotton fields of Mississippi, art school was a distant dream. The nearest one was a hundred miles away, and, truth be told, they wouldn't have had me even if I'd begged. It was then that my remarkable mother, in a moment of incredible support, withdrew a stash of $450 from a sock to finance my enrollment in a correspondence art course. That course became my lifeline, the guiding star of my artistic voyage. By the time I hit high school, I was well on my way to becoming a professional artist, a name known far and wide.


In my high school and the local community, I was a star. I channeled the money I earned from crafting posters and signs for my teachers and local businesses into a cartoon course. The turning point arrived when I received a booklet listing publications that featured cartoons. Fired up with ambition, I began sending out batches of my creations, starting with the smaller players. My first sale, to a magazine whimsically named "SEX TO SEXY," brought in just five dollars, but they couldn't get enough of my work, and those quarterly reprint checks added up.

After a year of conquering the smaller markets, I decided to shoot for the stars. I dispatched a batch of my cartoons to Johnson Publishing, and to my astonishment, they accepted one for their esteemed digest magazine, "BLACK WORLD." Not long after, the managing editor of Ebony Magazine reached out. He envisioned a cartoon page called "STRICTLY FOR LAUGHS" and asked if I'd be the one to breathe life into it. That's when I embarked on my thrilling journey with that iconic magazine.


From there, the adventure knew no bounds. I painted my way into the hearts of readers across hundreds of publications, both on home soil and in far-flung lands. While most folks associate my name with Ebony, I left my creative imprint in GOOD HOUSEKEEPING, LOOK SATURDAY REVIEW, THE SATURDAY EVENING POST, VFW SUN, WEEKLY WORLD NEWS, NATIONAL ENQUIRER, PLAYERS SEPIA, UPSCALE, WOMAN, NEW WOMAN, WOMAN'S WORLD, and countless other, lesser-known gems of the publishing world.

And today, my story continues. For over 25 years, I've proudly worn the mantle of a cartoonist for LFP (Larry Flynt Publications), the culmination of a life lived with passion and creativity.

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