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Setting up the lights in my large studio across the back side of our Lake House to paint at night was a challenge....the lake literally sparked with starlight.

© Laurie Pace        Graphics One Design 2026 Starlight Run     Click photo above to see the painting. Oil on Canvas  SOLD   by Laurie Pace   When the Stars Were Out, I was still painting. Today an unexpected sale of an older horse painting sent me searching through old photographs. I found one that stopped me. There was Starlight Run on my easel in my studio at the lake. It was late at night. The stars were out, and I was still painting. I wasn't hesitant to paint there. I painted some of the largest paintings of my life in that studio. I knew how to begin. I drew my horses, mapped them across the canvas and established the structure before allowing color, line and movement to take me somewhere beyond what I had planned. Looking through the process photographs today helped me understand something I had forgotten. I wasn't searching for the horse. I was painting from him. The discovery came after the knowing. I knew the horse we...
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When I look back across my life, you are still there. Sixty-three years, buttery crackers, one roller coaster—and a childhood sport called “Wagonning” that our mothers thankfully knew nothing about.

© Laurie Pace        Graphics One Design 2026 "A Friend is a friend forever" Song by  Michael W. Smith When I Look Back Across My Life, You Are Still There Some friendships begin before we have any idea who we're going to become. Mine began at Lake Highlands Junior High School more than sixty years ago. We knew each other's families, houses, dreams—and occasionally far too much about each other's childhood adventures. My best girlfriend was Janet—J.J. to me. She loved the buttery crackers my mother kept at our house, and together we invented something we called Wagonning. We had baby brothers about eleven or twelve years younger than we were. When we decided they were sufficiently sturdy, we put them in red wagons, climbed in behind them and raced down one of our steep Lake Highlands hills. The objective? Try not to kill our baby brothers. They loved it. Our mothers never knew. Sixty-three years later, I could probably say one word to J.J.—Wagonning—and she ...

Life continually asks us to step up—to a challenge, a change, a new season, or simply something we aren't sure we can do.

© Laurie Pace        Graphics One Design 2026 Red Shoed Pony Dancing Till Dawn Oil on Canvas  SOLD   by Laurie Pace   Sometimes you don't know you need red shoes until you start dancing... Life continually asks us to step up—to a challenge, a change, a new season, or simply something we aren't sure we can do. Right now, my challenge is waiting at my easel. That reminded me of Red Shoed Pony — Dancing Till Dawn, a painting that didn't begin with a horse at all. It began with colors mixing into greens, golds and murky browns. I began carving through the paint until a horse appeared. She wasn't working, so I kept going. Then I noticed the red near her feet. She needed red shoes. And once she had red shoes, I knew she needed someone watching her dance. That's how the second horse arrived. Life has seasons for growing, serving, grieving, waiting—and sometimes simply moving forward. When you feel tired or discouraged, perhaps re...

For ten years I had the title of this painting spelled wrong. On the Lamb. There are no lambs in this painting. 😂

There are seven in the full painting... see it on my website blog.  Link below.   © Laurie Pace        Graphics One Design 2026 On the Lam Oil on Canvas  SOLD   by Laurie Pace   ON THE LAM — And Apparently I’ve Been There Too For ten years I had the title of this painting spelled wrong. On the Lamb. There are no lambs in this painting. 😂 What I meant was On the Lam—running away, escaping, avoiding something. That little discovery sent my brain racing almost as quickly as the horses in the painting. For the past several years, I have struggled with something I never expected: losing confidence behind the wheel. After losing a car I loved, I went through several vehicles that simply never felt right. Eventually I found myself driving less and less. Seven weeks ago, that finally changed. I found a vehicle that feels right to me. This morning I drove Hubby and me home from Costco while my passenger played chess on h...

The Forgotten Mug of Coffee is what triggered the distraction that sent me down several criss crossing brain paths!

© Laurie Pace        Graphics One Design 2026 I Can Never Get Enough Oil on Canvas  SOLD   by Laurie Pace   Have you ever wondered how many thoughts can run through your head at the same time? This morning after church, Hubby went back for a forgotten coffee cup. What I expected to be five minutes became nearly fifteen, so I stood beneath a tree and watched families pass by. I noticed children, exchanged greetings and discovered that apparently boots and dresses are VERY popular with teenage girls this year. Who knew? 😂 It reminded me how easily we become distracted. People. Food. Dogs. Traffic. Painting. Something someone said. Something we should have stopped thinking about three days ago. Then I looked at this horse from 2016. He has exactly one thing on his mind: whatever is in that feeder. Perhaps mindfulness isn't about stopping every wandering thought. Maybe it is learning to notice where our thoughts are taking us...

Then he told me he wanted me to see the red moon. But not to stay outside long because of the danger of the sun—which, considering it was 4:15 in the morning, left me with a few questions...

© Laurie Pace        Graphics One Design 2026 Face With In- the beginnings Oil on Canvas  SOLD   by Laurie Pace   At 4:15 this morning, a long beep woke me. Terry was already in the kitchen making coffee and wanted me to see the red moon. I made myself a cup of hot tea, crawled back into bed, and began going through old photographs on my computer. Instead of simply cleaning out files, I found myself walking backward through years of paintings. And something happened. I began seeing my work differently. I saw strength I had forgotten was there. Color. Courage. Paintings where I trusted myself enough to follow an idea without knowing exactly where it would lead. Then I came across Face Within. I loved the beginning of this painting. I still do. The face had something—the color, the light, those unexpected blues and greens moving through her skin. But I couldn't figure out what the rest of the painting needed. So instead of w...

It really happens....Every once in a while, a painting finds its way back into my life.

© Laurie Pace        Graphics One Design 2026 Wedding Day Blooms Oil on Canvas  SOLD   by Laurie Pace   Every once in a while, a painting finds its way back into my life. A few days ago, for some reason, I checked the messages on my business Facebook page—something I rarely do anymore. There was a message from a man in New York: “Hello. I have recently come across a painting I believe you did.” It was Wedding Day, an acrylic painting from my colorful Pop Art period around 2005–2006. But where he found it is the real story. He is a maintenance director at a senior living building. A storage room that hadn't been gone through in who-knows-how-long was being cleaned out. The direction was simple: if it wasn't needed, throw it away. Inside a closet, he found my painting. He could have thrown it away. Instead, he told me:   “I found it and knew there was more to it.” I love those words. He didn't contact me to ask wha...