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'Whistler's Orchid" Flower Orchid Oil Painting by Laurie Justus Pace

'Whistler's Orchid' 16 x 20 inches Oil on Canvas SOLD Contact me for Commission Work: Laurie © Laurie Justus Pace Graphics One Design 2005 The Painting : Back in 2005 a man by the name of James Whistler sent me a cd full of his prize orchids. They have provided much inspiration for paintings. This was one of my favorites. I think he has this one. Painted on canvas from Rupen at Canvasplace.com, I used Holbein Duo Oils for a smooth creamy blend with a small brush. The Thought : Locked in a dungeon... have you been there? I guess today we call it jail. No I have not been there, but I have visited there and that was quite enough. Carrying through though from yesterday's thought, sometimes we lock ourselves into our own jail of thought. Our world is so limited to earthly ideals and situations that we continue to miss the big picture. We are often looking for answers to things that we feel need resolution, when in fact they are things that do not matter...our ea
PONY UP no. 3 Contemporary Art Daily Painting Horse Art by Laurie Justus Pace 24 x 24 x 2 inches Acrylic on Canvas SOLD With the new year I know resolutions and decisions are made to develop new habits and toss out old ones. Unfortunately many go by the wayside before the last day of January. Heck, mine didn't make it past last night. We took Mom out to eat at the Magianno's where Morgan works. We had one of the best booths in the room, and him waiting on us. The head chef came out and introduced himself and then allow us to just tell him what we wanted. How many restaurants will do this? Mom and I both ordered tilapia. She had hers over spinach; although I love spinach, it gives me kidney stones... I had grilled squash with mine. Both dishes had a lemon butter wine sauce that was dreamy and smooth and very tasty. Terry didn't get to choose. The Chef informed him Morgan had chosen his food already. We sat in quiet anticipation as Morgan brought our salads. Mom and I