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Mural in Concord, NC

May 21st, 2016

Mural in Concord, NC

A few years ago I painted a mural for the City of Concord to honor our armed forces. This is the painting that I submitted for approval. I painted the five branches of our military on a nine foot triangular rock and the unveiling included a military flyover. The mural can be seen at the A. M. Brown Operations center in Concord, NC. Happy Armed Forces Day.

A Sunday Cross

October 27th, 2015

A Sunday Cross

I saw this cross in the sky while hiking up to Chimney Rock North Carolina. No other person seemed to notice this as I was the only one taking a photograph. The clouds soon moved away.I didn't notice the face until later that day. It was October 25th, 2015 about 2:30 pm. It was a good day.

A Quiet Stream

April 19th, 2015

A Quiet Stream

It is not my intention to tell a sad story but this will come from my heart. Until now, the only person Iíve ever told is my wife and what Iím about to say still saddens me after all these years. When I was an undergrad student at the University of Louisville, our art professor assigned us the task of creating a drawing somewhere in a public location. This could be a park, city sidewalk, or somewhere on the banks of the Ohio River. I selected a quiet local park not too far from the university. I parked my car, set up my easel, and proceeded to draw a section of a creek that was moving slowly through the landscape. My professor had shown us a way to hold vine charcoal in a manner that would create more loose mark making and this was my process. It was about 4pm and I was almost finished when I noticed several geese floating along the edge of the creek. Rather than try to draw them I decided to relax and watch them move along on this quiet afternoon. What happened next was both surreal and shocking. Out of tree line across the water five men appeared all dressed in white shirts and pants. I do not think they could see me. Suddenly, one male decided to pick up a large rock and throw it on top of one of the geese. My peaceful moment with nature was now under attack. The U.S. Marine in me yelled at them as loud as I could. I started running across the water towards them screaming like a madman. I canít remember exactly what I was saying but apparently they were shocked to see and hear me running towards them. They ran very quickly into the woods. After some time I decided to return to my easel. As I walked past the lifeless goose, I just could not understand why they did this. To this day I still donít understand. I also donít know why I chose that location to draw. Was this event something I was supposed to see? Was God showing me this for a reason? I still have many questions even after all these years. Iím not even sure if I was able to finish the drawing that afternoon but I did pack up and leave. The original is framed in our house today. Finally telling this story helps me some but I will always think about that day whenever I walk past my drawing. Thank you for taking the time to read this. To see a larger image of my drawing from that day view my gallery of drawings for A Quiet Stream.

-Stacy C. Bottoms

Christmas train

April 29th, 2012

Christmas train

Our family went to the Tweetsie Railroad amusement park during the summer. While walking past the front of the train I noticed the engineer shining the brass bell. I asked my wife to take a photograph because I thought I might paint that scene on canvas. After returning home, I developed the film and sat the photo by my easel to begin the oil painting. At first I considered changing the train engineer's red hair color to perhaps a brown. I decided to paint his hair red just as it was in the photograph. After finishing the oil painting I placed the image on my website. A few weeks later I received an email from a lady who wanted to purchase the original and three limited edition prints. She said that the engineer was her son and the painting would be a Christmas gift for him. In December my wife and I drove to Banner Elk to deliver the painting in person. His mom introduced us to the engineer with red hair in my painting called Reflecting on TweetsieĚ.
I'm often asked to tell that story so I thought I would share it with others.
Merry Christmas!
-Stacy Bottoms NC Artist