Laurie Pace - Fine Artist

© 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 ...

© 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 ...