The Mountain Art of Marie Stanley
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About Marie
    Marie Stanley was born on March 30, 1918 in Cotula, Tennessee, and was raised by Ben King and Bessie Brotherton.
    She lived in Dry Branch, West Virginia, a coal mining community, from 1965 to 2004.
    Marie was Fifty years old when she took up painting to take her mind off her sons service in the Vietnam War.
    One day she was cleaning house when she discovered her son's art supplies that included brushes and paints.
    "I took one of the brushes and passed it over my hand and thought I would try to see what I could do with it."
    Connecting with her far away son through his paint brushes tapped a vein of undiscovered talent. Her primitive folk art style and use of color is akin to the work of famed artist Grandma Moses.
    Her first painting was of a landscape done on the back of an old Coca-Cola sign. That first painting hung in a store in Dry Branch that has since been torn down.
    Marie painted for thirty years before setting down the brush. Nearly every scene is of a landscape, born in her imagination. "Sometimes I look at a picture for inspiration. I might copy a house that I like out of a seed catalog, but the rest comes in my mind, I put it on canvas."
    Marie never took art lessons because she never had the time. She raised six children, one of whom was disabled, and took care of her husband Edward who was a disabled miner.
    After her work as a housewife was done, and her family was asleep, she would get out the paints and brushes and go to work. "I paint to get away to myself. It helps me to relax."
    Marie preferred to work with acrylic paints. "Sometimes, I just start painting with a small brush, or I might sketch in the scene first with a pen."
    Marie never tried to market her work or to enter art shows. "I never cared about things like that. I just do it for the pleasure of it." Part of that pleasure is bringing joy to other peoples lives. So that others could see her work, Marie arranged for several local businesses to display her paintings and gave many to friends and relatives. "They're just for people to get pleasure out of — I don't care about selling them."
    As a child, Marie never tried to draw or paint a picture. "That's the trouble with many young people — they don't know what's really in them until later in life."
    Marie Stanley passed away in her home on July 21, 2004. Marie was a deeply religious woman whose faith in God, and love for her fellow man touched those she met, and is a benchmark for those who knew her.
   Adapted from an article in Gazette-Mail April 29, 1998 By Ben Caldwell 'METRO STAFF'


—————   Poems by Marie Stanley   —————


A Smile

A smile is like a rainbow
on a dark and rainy day.
It brings a ray of sunshine
and drives the clouds away.
A smile is always in place,
in snow, sunshine, or rain.
It seems there is something in a smile
that even fades away our pain.
Yes whether it’s a broken heart
or pain from another source,
just look up to God and pray and smile,
He will put you back on course.

Thank you Father for every good thing you have given me.

A friend in Christ, Love, Marie




In Prayer


I was setting alone in silence
The tears began to fall
Then it seemed I could hear a voice
so sweet and kind
It said you are not alone, I’m here
Yes, he’s here and he’s there with you,
Talk to him
He can be true

For many years I’ve trusted him, but in
weakness I’ve had my doubts, but he was
there, he knew my weaknesses,
he’s always brought me out

My thoughts begin to ponder on the
Church I’ve loved for many years
I could hear the preacher say, let us go to
God in prayer
The choir was large, and the voices loud,
but that’s all now in the past
Let us dry our tears and look ahead
We’re going home at last

By: Marie Stanley
10 /1999




My Birthday Poem


I have many steps behind me
I hope a few to go
Now that I’m getting older,
my steps are getting slow

I do not mind the older part
It’s slowing down that blows my mind
Most of the time, I’ve been right up front
Very seldom far behind

Oh well, that’s part of life
Look up, look up, pray on
It’s always darker just before the dawn

Love Marie
1 /2000




My B D Poem


He restoreth my soul from day to day
He took away my sins
It was then that I began to live
I'd found a brand new friend

What a friend I found in Jesus
A friend I love so well
I've tried so hard to explain it
But in every way I fail
But I keep on trying and do the best I can
And when I fail he picks me up again and says
Child I understand

So let's keep right on and walk and talk with him
Each and every day
And someday something speacial is going to happen
It's now well on its way

Love, Marie
7 /2001





My Journey


My journey's been long,
but I'm close to the end.
It's only through God's mercy,
just how it will end.
I'll try not to worry,
for God's in control.
Yes He loves the young,
and even the old.

So I'll keep right on trusting,
just as long as I can.
When my journeys ended,
He will be holding my hand.
And just His presence is all that I need,
but there's more ahead just waiting for me.

The Angels all singing,
rejoicing so loud.
And I can just see that beautiful crowd,
my loved ones all waiting to welcome me there.
No more tears, or tired bodies to roam.

By: Marie Stanley

2004