Laurie Pace - Fine Artist

© Laurie Pace        Graphics One Design 2026 BLOCK PARTY Oil on Canvas  SOLD   by Laurie Pace   There was a time when the neighborhood really was part of childhood. Our street in Dallas was only one long block, built on a tall hill. We were the third house up from the bottom, just a block from the elementary school. Families filled the neighborhood, and so did children. Our home was unusual—a contemporary home built in a style similar to Frank Lloyd Wright, filled with glass, garden spaces and color. But outside was where another kind of life happened. Children ran from house to house. Bikes appeared in driveways. Friends gathered without appointments or schedules. And when Dallas actually gave us enough snow? That hill became ours. Can you imagine the sleds coming down it? Years later, at one of our neighborhood block parties, I ran around with my camera photographing the children. One of those moments eventually became ...

© Laurie Pace        Graphics One Design 2026 Waiting There for You Oil on Canvas  SOLD   by Laurie Pace   Ten Minutes in the Pantry I told myself I would spend ten minutes cleaning out one pantry shelf. Twenty-five minutes later, I had discovered two bags of organic flour that expired in 2024, dehydrated blueberries I don't remember ordering, four containers of baking soda, crackers missing since last March, and an unopened bottle of lemon juice—also from 2024. Out they went. There wasn't a single expired can. It was simply one overcrowded shelf where little things had disappeared behind other little things. When I finished, I stood there thinking: There. I can see what I have again. Then the morning made its point twice. I found this screenshot of an older painting in one of my computer folders. I know I painted it, probably sometime between 2018 and 2022. I cannot remember its title, and I haven't yet found the original...

© Laurie Pace        Graphics One Design 2026 Rocky Buffalo Herd Oil on Canvas  SOLD   by Laurie Pace   “It may not sell.” Those were Steve's words when I shipped this painting to Mirada Fine Art Gallery and he opened the package. There they were. Five rather substantial buffalo staring back at him. They weren't peacefully grazing in the distance. They weren't standing majestically beneath a western sunset. They were coming straight at him. I had begun the painting knowing where the buffalo would be. The mountains created strong V shapes behind them, directing your eye toward the herd. What I didn't know was how much color those buffalo would eventually acquire. The buffalo weren't born crazy-colored. They became that way. Apparently, quite enthusiastically. By the time Steve opened the package, those five buffalo had become exactly who they intended to be. His assessment? “It may not sell.” Well. I had already painted them. I had already...

© Laurie Pace        Graphics One Design 2026 Indian Paint Oil on Canvas  SOLD   by Laurie Pace   THROUGH “Consider it all joy, my brethren, when you encounter various trials…” — James 1:2 None of us asks for the difficult days. We don't ask for the deep water or the unexpected changes. Yet those times often teach us how much we need God—and how much we need one another. Sometimes we lean on Him. Sometimes He places someone beside us to help us keep moving. And sometimes we are given the opportunity to be that person for someone else. Isaiah 43:2 tells us: “When you pass through the waters, I will be with you…” There is one word in that verse I keep returning to. Through. We are going somewhere. We are not promised that today will remain as it is forever. So if today is difficult, lift your eyes. Keep moving. Keep trusting. Let someone walk beside you. You are not alone.  God is there.  And there is hope ahead....

© Laurie Pace        Graphics One Design 2026 My Traveling Zinnias What Gives Us Life “God is our refuge and strength, an ever-present help in trouble.” — Psalm 46:1 We have all heard it: Bloom where you are planted. Apparently, no one explained that to our zinnias. It is August in Texas. The heat is relentless and we are heading into a sun forced Indian Summer in September. The winds are coming hard out of the south, the grass is burning beneath our feet, and watering is restricted to two certain days. We are up at 4:30 in the morning on those days, trying to give the enormous oak trees, flowers and grass enough water to endure another three or four days. Some of the zinnias have had enough. They haven't died. They've moved. Well...as much as a zinnia can move. They have bent almost to the ground and stretched themselves toward the shade beneath our porch swing. And there, tucked away from the worst of the Texas sun, they are still blooming. Bees are still buzzi...

© Laurie Pace        Graphics One Design 2026 Standing Ground Oil on Canvas  SOLD   by Laurie Pace   Stand tall. Stand firm. Stand your ground. Stand beside someone. And as we grow older, perhaps one of the most important—stand back up. When I was young, I thought standing your ground meant refusing to move. Life taught me differently. Sometimes faith asks us to stand firm. Sometimes wisdom tells us to leave. Sometimes love means standing beside another person through whatever comes. Looking back over my life, I can see people God placed beside me long before I understood why they would matter. And when Terry and I eventually found our way back to one another, we made one decision before our marriage that has remained our foundation: We would stand before the Lord. After all these years, I know more clearly than ever where I stand. Read the complete story at EllePace.com. Elle SEO  Laurie Pace, Elle Pace, Threads of Grace, This Is Whe...