Its almost a guarantee I will get a Christmas commission request each year, but after moving and only having a short time left until I leave for school, I was going to pass this time. But, I could not resist giving in to my friends' Wendy, Miranda and Charlotte. This is a family of the sweetest dispositions and most sincere intentions. Miranda and Wendy are some wonderful women living with sincere intention in their lives- choosing to include little Charlotte into their family and raise a child with an open heart and mind, ah, truly inspirational! So, I hope I did them justice in this little Madonna with Child-esque Christmas painting of Charlotte as a newborn and her introspective, loving mother. (And, by the way, the painting was carried through with secret finesse by Wendy, Charlotte's other wonderful mother!)
Melanie Steffl
- zwinterwalker@gmail.com
- I paint with oils, print with ink, sculpt with clay, play my violin, grow animals and vegetables, travel, dream and theorize. And then I write all about it here.
Saturday, December 27, 2014
Wednesday, December 10, 2014
Black Sheep Vineyard 2015
Here is the 2nd official linoleum print I completed for Black Sheep. It was a good opportunity to expand my printing skills! Plus, I enjoyed working in the Artists Image Resource studio in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania.
Tuesday, October 28, 2014
The Power of Beauty Conference
I was very excited when my friend let me know about this conference because 1. I'm not a philosopher, but a practicing artist interested in philosophy, as well as beauty (as all artists should be) and 2. my favorite living philosopher from England -Roger Scruton- was the plenary speaker! I had never submitted a paper to a conference before, so it really helped determine I am on the right track when it was accepted. It was a grand opportunity and learning experience....I think I shall do another sometime :)
read my full paper here: The Local Artist's Work of Becoming a "Window to Beauty"
link to the webpage describing the Conference: Power of Beauty Conference website
Wednesday, October 22, 2014
from Ireland to Scotland....
It was an amazing week spent at the Cill Rialaig Residency in County Kerry. The place is so amazingly beautiful- magical and full of atmosphere! The Irish were all friendly and kind, too. I found so much inspiration.
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| Ballycarberry Castle |
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| Sun rise at Residency |
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| Sketching in the Highlands |
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| The University! |
| The sublime Skelligs |
And, it was really good to visit Edinburgh and see the wonderful city where I will be living while I attend graduate school next year. I'm ready!
Wednesday, September 3, 2014
Power of Beauty Conference
In October, I will be attending the "Power of Beauty" Conference at Franciscan University in Steubenville, Ohio. Roger Scruton will be the plenary speaker. The topic will be "Beauty and Desecration." This is the abstract I submitted:
The Local Artist’s Work of Becoming a Window to Beauty
Melanie D. Steffl Thompson
“Never lose an opportunity of seeing
anything beautiful. Beauty is God’s
handwriting….”
Written by Reverend C. Kingsley in
1848, the simplicity of the message was very powerful. Unfortunately, popular Western culture excludes
contemplation. Contemporary lifestyle
brushes aside higher ideals and chooses unsatisfactory temporary vices. Achieving values necessary for contentment,
such as stillness and beauty, become impossible. Most chances to appreciate beauty now are
lost even before considered.
But great beauty exists everywhere,
and has always been with the world. Traditionally, Artists responsibly took up
the work to convey Her presence. The widespread
fogginess of self- satisfaction now blankets nobler aspirations. Artists lost sight of their own perceptual
abilities to translate communications between their selves and the natural
world. The lack of this potential is particularly evident in the Ohio Valley.
The Ohio Valley has not been well known as a place of inspiration. The local antipathy towards Art and Beauty is
frequent and dis-functioning for mature Artistic work. Whether in the form of creative minds, youth,
or natural resources, the Ohio Valley has an unfortunate history of “sending
away.” If the land here were nourished, instead of being abused, perhaps this
would positively reflect in a brighter future. It is a place of Beauty here, always ready to
inspire, but a new core strength needs to be formed before Artists can properly
place Art in everyday life.
Specifically, this paper reflects on
why and how the Beauty and Art of the Ohio Valley is affected by local choice. As an Artist from here, I reflect on the
underlying negativity that leads to the debilitation of mature creative
work. Interviews and the artwork of
local and transplanted Artists supplement the importance of forming a new
cultural ideology. Many do not see the
inherent beauty and inspiration of the Ohio Valley, but it is my wish that the
inclusion of somewhere small can make a contribution to the World.
“Never
lose an opportunity of seeing anything beautiful. Beauty is God’s
hand-writing—a way-side sacrament; welcome it in every fair face, every fair
sky, every fair flower, and thank for it Him, the fountain of all loveliness, and drink it
in, simply and earnestly, with all your eyes; it is a charmed draught, a cup of
blessing.” -Rev. C. Kingsley
Sunday, August 24, 2014
University of Edinburgh
Thursday, June 19, 2014
Self-Evaluated Artist Statement
Everyone
I know has a phone that can capture, distill, refine and enhance any situation
into an impressive image. If this is so,
then why would the (relatively) slow human-processed image have any
contemporary relevance? While I cannot answer this question universally, I can
answer it through myself.
“On
reflecting why I make the Art that I do”
I
was raised without artistic influence, training or discipline. My parents were
not equipped to deal with the energy, intense passions and difficult personality
of a developing artist. Additionally, growing up in a rural place with a
history and future of mining and industry, who thinks about personal and
community betterment in the forms of the intellectual or cultural? No one for
all I’ve learned. That’s okay, I understand it is safer to follow social
standards than to start asking questions. Questions sometimes lead to doors
that people find easier to keep closed.
But
I had questions, and I wanted answers. Without the resource of a safe place to
ask these questions, I turned to the outdoors and let my imagination take over.
I made meagre attempts to express myself utilizing all I had- a pencil and
paper. Life was frustrating, I was
frustrated. As I got older, I hoped that I would be able to search for those
answers when I left home. I earned my BFA in Drawing (all that I knew) but I
still did not have the developed skills I needed to make my work more
effective. I moved to the West Coast,
and yet there was more I had to know. So, I went back to my childhood home to
get my answers.
I
had gained a little influence and training. Not enough, but I knew I had
something. Yet, it had almost been harder living back at home the second time
around. My questions had become more specific and directed. I had to earn it,
but I finally figured out that I have a love and belief in life and an urgent
need to express myself about it, not just for myself, but for everyone. In a way, I had begun to learn how to become
a “life experience distiller and interpreter”. Life can be simple or it can be
difficult or it can be both. It’s frequently riddled with all that confusion,
ugliness and sorrow I always had trouble understanding. But when I make my
work, I keep all of this in mind, I connect the frustration with the beauty.
Because I have learned that we need all of it. It is who I am and who we all
are, and it is my job to open up the discussions about this.
I
don’t try to make abstract or complicated work. Life already hands us that. I
don’t even adhere to contemporary ideals on what “good” art is. I’m not playing any games to try to advance
myself with popularity or financially. No, instead I have decided to develop some
ability to make recognizable imagery. To
emulate the likeness of nature (whether in a tree or a human) is a form of
admiration. I don’t want my viewers confused at what they are looking at. I
want to give them the little head start I missed out on. However, I am not
interested in handing out answers either. I don’t assume to have anyone’s
answer.
As
impressive as the images of our devices get, they do not process multitudes of
experiences into an attempt to help other humans. Our western culture has so
much now, it’s beginning to clog our minds and (eventually) it will our souls.
We need (and desire) the convolutions of life. Because without them, we will
never find the satisfaction of our work. It’s my job to think about all of it,
and transcend. My human processed Art
and Images will be those doorways to help the viewer find their own questions.
Saturday, May 10, 2014
May Show
Sunday, May 4, 2014
Learning to Etch
| Study #1 |
| Meeting Nuhlimkilaka (The Bringer of Confusion) Oil on panel, 16x20 |
Sunday, April 27, 2014
Monday, April 14, 2014
A short film, with friends
THE SEPARATOR
Monday, March 17, 2014
Friday, March 7, 2014
Heartwood
(for my nephew, so he may hear someday, too)
Exposed
and gaping
an elliptical of perfect shock
in slow surprise to feel cold air
move inside
where once was protected,
a cambium womb.
In the hush of
late winter
stirs the source of life
pulsing through the woods
loud enough to hear for
those who listen
except
I don’t always remember
all presence here.
Or staccatos in the air
mohawks
and maniacal laughter
beats with great blows
to the head:
a wondrous orchestration to search within.
And in my heart
I wonder if the
same opening could be made
with song:
melody and harmony,
keeping time all the way
through the wooden layers.
Sunday, March 2, 2014
Review- Rokni Haerizadeh
While
visiting the Carnegie Art Museum in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, I encountered
work which unexpectedly caught my attention. The work was physically small,
mostly sheets of paper placed along a stone balustrade used for transitioning
between the larger exhibits. Stepping out from white roomfuls of modern works
which barely roused a glance, my brain was triggered into life by these still
media images with paintings on them. In the dark marble space full of echoes,
laying on narrow, long tables were some of the most stimulating images I had
seen.
‘The Royal Wedding, ’ and other works by Rokni Haerizadeh,
an Iranian-born Artist now in exile in Dubai, are a collection of mass-media imagery
on printed papers, books and video. The pieces all represented scenes of the power
of those in control of the media and what they wish viewers to see. Some of it was violently uncomfortable and
depicted news reports of uprisings, political affairs, and socio-political
propaganda. The Artist added paint (or digital paint) to alter the scenes
turning them into something representing pages from a grotesque modern fable.
Anthropomorphic animal heads, parts and faces cover over each human head and
other select parts. Distorted and unrealistic, the animal features transform the
recognizable features into something resembling a non-mask. Bold colors, repetitive and solid, create
something slightly skewed from the original scene. This blanketing distortion of
key focal points ironically exposes the deeper issues than what is seen at
first glance. It allows an eerie perception of insight into the event and what
the original story says is happening.
The transformation of the media reports turns the individuals
represented in them into characters from a play with a suggestive moral- “Do
not believe everything you see or are told!”
The visually dynamic form of alteration immediately sets
itself aside from passive political satire.
It is common now that violence and oppression in media is so often seen
that it tends to induce a numb state. The
insidious nature of the authoritative power figure, once supposed to be
esteemed, is reduced to a demonic persona through the vision of animal/human
creatures . Rokni Haerizadeh’s works on
the media coverage of “important” events are an exposure of the true nature of
oppressors. Hidden agendas come alive in
a new way. Acted out by the morphed
forms that viewers can feel less subjective towards, but still recognize as
figures to learn from. What has been
forgotten by proliferation of mass media is re-awakened, stirred into a new
life form. These works by Haerizadeh are
the stories of humans re-told without any of the gilding, the fairy tales in
their original form. They are a formula for truth.
Sunday, February 23, 2014
Painting accepted into Sacred Art Festival
One of the seemingly never-ending jobs of an Artist nowadays is the endless search, apply, accept/reject of work. I have had a number of rejections, its just part of it, but I am happy to say this one was accepted.
I came across the "Liturgical and Sacred Arts" festival in Springfield, Illinois, in one of Ben's Clay Times magazines. So, being completely fascinated with sacred art and the essential role it plays in life, I thought this piece that I had made previously seemed to fit this theme perfectly, and indeed it did! Maybe I will even try to attend the festival, it must be very interesting....
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| "Mamika" (mother)- accepted to the Springfield Liturgical and Sacred Arts Exhibition in May |
I came across the "Liturgical and Sacred Arts" festival in Springfield, Illinois, in one of Ben's Clay Times magazines. So, being completely fascinated with sacred art and the essential role it plays in life, I thought this piece that I had made previously seemed to fit this theme perfectly, and indeed it did! Maybe I will even try to attend the festival, it must be very interesting....
Wednesday, February 5, 2014
CILL RAILAIG RESIDENCY!
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| The stone homes that have been converted into the Residency overlook the Atlantic |
Thursday, January 30, 2014
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