The Running Colors After the Rain There are pieces of life that quietly find their way into our paintings. © Laurie Pace Graphics One Design 2026 Running Colors After the Rain Oil on Canvas SOLD by Laurie Pace Running Colors After the Rain holds many of them — a bright raincoat, chalk drawings on pavement, a blue flower painted by small hands, afternoons in the studio, and a love of horses passed from one generation to the next. She began painting at eighteen months old. Her very first piece sold for $250. She painted constantly — bold, instinctive, fearless with color. In this 3 x 4 ft oil, the horse is not separate from the child. It rises around her, becoming strength, imagination, and shared love. If you look closely, you’ll see her chalk house and the blue flower she once painted — small details woven into the surface. I thought I would keep this painting forever. This is my Granddaughter at a young age marveling at ...
The Textures in Our Lives In the studio a few weeks ago, I finished a small palette knife painting built with thick, directional strokes of oil paint. The paint rises from the panel. It catches light. It shifts as you move around it. It is not smooth. It is alive. © Laurie Pace Graphics One Design 2026 Colors of the Sky Oil on Canvas SOLD by Laurie Pace Yesterday, driving home beneath clearing storm clouds, I was struck again by contrast. The deep blue sky stretched wide and quiet — almost flat in its purity. But the clouds were sculptural mounds of white tinged with gray, layered and dimensional. They looked textured. Yet if we touched them, there would be nothing to hold. That tension fascinates me. I love texture. Not just in painting — but in life. The softness of rose petals against the jagged rocks surrounding the garden beds. The grit of sand. The strength of mountain stone. The s...