dirt road – Melanie Stokes Art

March 4, 2020March 4, 2020

On This Road Together

melaniestokesart.com — On This Road Together
24×36 oil
$550

The huge bare tree in the stark winter landscape filled the sky in larger than life proportions. When I took the photo in a Texas State Park, I noticed how small my grandsons looked in comparison. Although these brothers argue and fight like any siblings do, they are walking in the same direction on most days, looking out for each other. It only emphasized the message that jumped out at me. This road we travel in life can be spooky at times. There are huge obstacles growing before you that seem unsurmountable. The shadows seem to come out of nowhere and cast gloom on some days. We can’t always see where the journey is leading and it takes courage to keep going around that corner to the unknown.

May there be someone to walk with and talk with on the journey, someone to keep you company, and someone to love and love you. We are on this road together!

Two are better than one; because they have a good reward for their labor. For if they fall, the one will lift up his fellow: but woe to him that is alone when he falls; for he has not another to help him up. Ecclesiastes 4: 9-10

April 18, 2018April 18, 2018

One of Those Days…

Today was one of those days… you know, when you have a “to do” list that needs doing, you are supposed to be somewhere to meet someone, the weather is finally looking springy and you want to be outside, and then you realize you can’t decide where to begin. SO you just go in the studio and get lost in paint.

As I was sorting through projects, I came upon a canvas I had painted over already. There were hydrangeas on the first layer, an abstract I had started on top of that, and today I just picked a few colors and pulled paint over the already bumpy texture. As I was doing this, mindlessly, and waiting for inspiration to hit, I noticed a landscape hanging in my line of vision that had the same dimensions as this canvas. What if I followed the lines of the landscape, but made this one more abstract and used these cool blues and greens instead of the yellows and oranges in the first one?

Hours later, a painting emerged that I like. And my mind began to draw conclusions. There are days when it feels like things don’t fall into place. There are days when life overwhelms us. There are days when we just have to give God the tired self that we are and see what He can do with it. We might just come out “repurposed,” “recycled,” and “renewed!” And ready to tackle more of the “to do” list tomorrow. I’m hoping so.

July 10, 2017September 20, 2017

“Stirring Up the Past”

As I stopped at this crossroads, I took a quick photo with my iPhone. Something about the huge silhouette of the tree and house against the swirling sky demanded my attention. Images don’t always speak to me fully until I begin painting them. The process causes me to slow down and really look, so that my mind can ponder and analyze and make allegories while I paint.

I stirred and swirled the paint for the clouds. I swished and scumbled the ruts in the dusty road. I imagined a dusty truck, with big tires, wheeling past the stop sign, to turn left. The wind whispered through the towering trees as I placed the pale yellow tops of weeds, reflecting sunlight from above. And all the while there sat this dark form of a house in the middle of it all, oblivious to the movement around it, mysterious in its shroud of overgrown foliage. It was an object of the past. I imagined no one lived in it for years.

The phrase, “stirring up the past” popped into mind. “STOP (as in the Stop sign) stirring up the past” kept floating in and out of my thoughts. Just as the imaginary truck in this image did, I suppose I’m being encouraged to keep rolling on. No need to stir up the past! The dust will settle soon.