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Sigh... Isn't it beautiful? Iris at its best . Flower Photography by Laurie Pace

   © +Laurie Pace         Graphics One Design 2015 Flower Photography. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Available Paintings by Laurie Pace  Follow me on Facebook           Sign up for my monthly studio newsletter. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Sigh... Isn't it beautiful?  Iris at its best . Flower Photography by Laurie Pace I took this painting about 12 years ago. Not sure where the years have gone, but the beauty of this moment stays fresh with me. It carries me through good and bad times. Many emotions roll through me when I look at it with the royal purples, the yellows, oranges, blues and greens. The soft delicate petals contrasting the dark thick green grass... restful. I must rest in God. Often looking back in life it is sometimes easy to see how past situations have worked together for good. Sometimes we rememb

color Color COLOR . Confession: I am addicted to COLOR . Midweek Color Crisis

   © +Laurie Pace         Graphics One Design 2015 In the Deep of Night  Size: 8 x 10  Oil on Canvas. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Available Paintings by Laurie Pace  Follow me on Facebook           Sign up for my monthly studio newsletter. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- color Color COLOR .  Confession: I am addicted to COLOR . Midweek Color Crisis Every color has power behind it. Some more subtle than others and some screaming in your face. Colors are strong. Colors are whole. Colors are worthy. Color fuels me. I am addicted.  I have to remind myself often to not respond to color all the time.  The power of God seems to vibrate in every single hue reminding me of things he has created. That same power pulsates through me and the colors in your home dictate the mood in your home. The colors in your home affect how you l

Periwinkle Purple is my favorite color...what is your? First White Wolf of Spring . Laurie Pace

   © +Laurie Pace         Graphics One Design 2015 First White Wolf of Spring Size: 32 x 48  Oil on Canvas. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Available Paintings by Laurie Pace  Follow me on Facebook           Sign up for my monthly studio newsletter. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Wolf eyes . How clearly they see opportunity. Wonder if there are nearsighted wolves?  Sometimes how well we see goes beyond the quality of our eyesight. The clarity of our vision is affected by the faith we have and our ability to look beyond appearances.  While our eyes see only the images of the material world surrounding us, our mind's eye recalls past happenings, analyzing it all and comparing past and present situations. Our spiritual vision will see God in every person and in every situation. Through our spiritual vision we can

Survival . Totems of Toilet Paper. Combat Zone in the Studio . Horse Paintings by Laurie Pace

   © +Laurie Pace         Graphics One Design 2015  Size: 8 x 10  Oil on Panel. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Available Paintings by Laurie Pace  Follow me on Facebook           Sign up for my monthly studio newsletter. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- What do you need in your survival kit?  Why do you need one?  Try self preservation, maybe? Even living in the city it is wise to have an urban emergency kit.  I know when we lived at the lake we loved it. We had no one around all the time... we were 'full timers' there at the lake with a few other couples, and someone really had to be looking for us to find us.  We felt pretty safe there.  We grew food, we had the lake for water if needed and lots of game in the woods around us.  BUT, when we moved back to the city in a neighborhood... wow, there is no living off the

Her name is Niki. I once had a friend named Niki. Pop Art moving to a new home...by Laurie Pace

   © +Laurie Pace         Graphics One Design 2015  Sold  Acrylic on Canvas. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Available Paintings by Laurie Pace  Follow me on Facebook           Sign up for my monthly studio newsletter. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Her name is Niki. I once had a friend named Niki. Pop Art heading to a new home. Ten days ago I had a phone call on my cell phone with the caller ID 'Niki Hardin Home'.  I dropped the phone and immediately and Terry looked at me with questioning eyes.  You see my friend Niki died two years ago.  She had Lou Gehrig's.  I truly hesitated to pick up the phone. As far as I knew her only son had closed out her estate over a year ago.  Sold the house (with the "home phone")..hence my hesitation to get a call from this number. It turned out to be her son.  He wa

The Lack of Fragrance . Massive changes in Society and Roses . Rose Photography by Laurie Pace

   © +Laurie Pace         Graphics One Design 2015 Photography ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Available Paintings by Laurie Pace  Follow me on Facebook           Sign up for my monthly studio newsletter. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Come gather ’round people  wherever you roam And admit that the waters around you have grown And accept it that soon you'll be drenched to the bone If your time to you is worth savin’ Then you better start swimmin’ or you'll sink like a stone For the times they are a-changin’  Bob Dylan So when was the last time you stopped to smell the roses at the grocery store or the florist? It seems that a sustained effort to breed sturdy roses/flowers ends up inadvertently creating flowers without scent.  Do you want your children and grandchildren to not know the smell of roses or lilacs

The Grass is NOT Greener on the Other Side . It could be softer...Patches of Flowers in the field. Horse Paintings by Laurie Pace

   © +Laurie Pace         Graphics One Design 2015  Size: 32 x 48  Oil on Canvas. Mirada Fine Art ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Available Paintings by Laurie Pace  Follow me on Facebook           Sign up for my monthly studio newsletter. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The Grass is NOT Greener on the Other Side . It could be softer....Patches of Flowers in the field.  I can definitely say without a doubt the grass is not greener on the other side of the fence.  What is planted in your life?  Each seed you have dropped has grown to be a part of your life throughout the years. So what is growing up around you? What type of surface are you walking on? Is it soft and grassy with comfort to your feet or brambles and thorns sticking into them? You might look up at others walking and under their feet is lush green grass with co

Sunrise .... Baptism today . Dedicating our youngest Grand Daughter to the Father . Sunrise Painted Ponies by Laurie Pace

   © +Laurie Pace         Graphics One Design 2015 36x36 Oil on Canvas Available at Mirada Fine Art Denver Spring Ponies The Gathering at Sunrise ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Available Paintings by Laurie Pace  Follow me on Facebook           Sign up for my monthly studio newsletter. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Sunrise .... Baptism today . Dedicating our youngest Grand Daughter to the Father . Sunrise Painted Ponies This morning our family will gather at the church to baptise Lady M.  To the right is a picture of Lady L when she was baptised six years ago on the exact same date. The gown is our family Christening gown made by my mother, who is holding Lady L in the picture. All three of my children wore this dress, my niece and nephew, and four of our five grandchildren. On the slip of the dress,