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Beneath the layers of paint, I wrote words that would eventually disappear:

© Laurie Pace        Graphics One Design 2026 Follow the Love Oil on Canvas  SOLD   by Laurie Pace   What if a painting could tell your family's story without showing a single face? Years ago, a collector commissioned Follow the Way of Love, a colorful equine painting in which the horses represented members of her family. She already owned several of my paintings, but this one carried a particularly personal meaning. Beneath the layers of paint, I wrote words that would eventually disappear: Follow the way of love.  Today, the painting hangs above her fireplace—a daily reminder of the family it represents. Sometimes the most meaningful portraits aren't portraits at all. Read the complete story and see the painting's progression at Threads of Grace. Laurie Pace | Elle Pace Google photos: Finished painting and hidden words. Blogger labels: Laurie Pace, Elle Pace, Threads of Grace, Follow the Way of Love, horse painting,...

It was too late. I had begun layering new colors over a painting of my heart. She was gone and there was no turning back.

© Laurie Pace        Graphics One Design 2026 Juxtapose Oil on Canvas  SOLD   by Laurie Pace   Two Days Too Late — The Painting I Wish I Had Kept I loved that painting. It was called Juxtapose, an expressive figurative painting filled with color, movement, and exaggerated forms. It was supposed to go to a gallery in La Jolla, California, before COVID changed everything. But the gallery decided the painting wasn't workable at the time, so I never sent it. BUT... I had a commission waiting, and the canvas was exactly the size I needed.   So I began painting over Juxtapose. Two days later, the telephone rang.   It was the gallery in La Jolla.   She had a buyer for my painting! But by then, I had already begun merging colors over the figures. The painting she wanted was disappearing beneath the beginnings of a commissioned horse painting. There was no going back. The canvas eventually became 'Two Together Always'...

The painting felt heavy. Nothing flowed. The horses seemed awkward rather than natural. Somewhere along the way, I had painted the life right out of them.

© Laurie Pace        Graphics One Design 2026 GRAZING Oil on Canvas  SOLD   by Laurie Pace   Sometimes You Have to Destroy It to Find It I had five horses on my canvas. The bottom layer was just a clean space place the horse layer for me to begin to visualize my direction.  As I painted, the colors were brighter, the paint was thicker, and I had spent hours working on them. But something was wrong. The painting felt heavy. Nothing flowed. The horses seemed awkward rather than natural. Somewhere along the way, I had painted the life right out of them. Adding more paint wasn't going to fix it. I needed to take something away. So I began painting back into the horses, changing passages I had already worked so hard to create. There was no guarantee I would improve the painting. But I knew I couldn't leave it the way it was. Hesitantly movement returned. The heavy passages blended out. The colors began working together ins...

Anyone sitting across from her would have that eye, those ears and that wild mane looking directly back at them.

© Laurie Pace        Graphics One Design 2026 Don't Mess with Me Oil on Canvas  SOLD   by Laurie Pace   Sometimes a painting knows exactly where it belongs. The woman who purchased Don't Mess with Me knew precisely where this horse was going. Behind her business desk. Anyone sitting across from her would have that eye, those ears and that wild mane looking directly back at them. And a nyone sitting across from her—or meeting with her on a screen during those early COVID days—had that "LOOK" staring at them...daring them you might say. No little sign saying Please understand who is in charge here was necessary. 😂 Looking at this painting again makes me think about confidence. Real strength doesn't always need to announce itself. As I've grown older, I've learned that courage isn't about being certain of ourselves. Our confidence comes from knowing we don't face what lies ahead alone. “Have I not commanded you? Be strong and courageous.....

We don't always know why paths meet, why they separate, or what waits around the next turn...

© Laurie Pace        Graphics One Design 2026 Walking Down the Avenue Oil on Canvas  SOLD   by Laurie Pace  copyright 2015 What if we aren't meant to know who will walk the entire road beside us for our lifetime? Some people stay for decades in our lives. Others walk with us only briefly. Some move ahead, while others take a different turn. Some fall behind. Looking again at Walking Down the Avenue, I am reminded that God sees considerably farther down the road than we ever can. We don't always know why paths meet, why they separate, or what waits around the next turn. Perhaps we aren't meant to know. We simply keep walking—not because we can see the destination, but because we know Who is leading us. Read the complete Threads of Grace story at EllePace.com. “Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways submit to Him, and He will make your paths straight.” — Proverbs 3:5–6   Blogger search...

Perhaps sometime between late October and December, Texas will remember it is supposed to be fall.

© Laurie Pace        Graphics One Design 2026 Falling into Winter Oil on Canvas  SOLD   by Laurie Pace              Falling into Winter — A Season for Everything It is the last week of September, and here in North Texas, summer seems unwilling to leave. We had a splash of rain, but nothing measurable at our house. Hubby has kept the trees watered, so they are still holding their leaves. Perhaps sometime between late October and December, Texas will remember it is supposed to be fall. I am ready. I came across an older painting today called Falling into Winter. I wasn't looking for a lesson. I was simply looking for a painting filled with fall color.    But then I began looking at the horses. They share the same landscape, surrounded by reds, golds, greens, blues and violets, yet each seems to experience it differently.   One bows its head. Another turns. Another lifts its ...

It changed once. Then again. Somewhere through three very different versions, I realized the painting was showing me its real name: Becoming....

© Laurie Pace        Graphics One Design 2026 Becoming Oil on Canvas  Available  by Laurie Pace and from Oct through Nov 6th it is available at The Centerpiece Gallery in Raleigh North Carolina.   BECOMING — When Worry Gives Way to Growth The Centerpiece Gallery in Raleigh, North Carolina will be the location of Women Artists of the West 56th National Show which opens Oct 9th -November 6th of this year.  Becoming is one of the juried in pieces at the show.  This little red horse began as Standing Tall. I loved where the painting was going—but it wasn't finished. So I kept painting. It changed once. Then again. Somewhere through three very different versions, I realized the painting was showing me its real name: Becoming. “Arise, shine, for your light has come, and the glory of the Lord rises upon you.” — Isaiah 60:1 Life can be much the same. We are always becoming, yet worry can make that process so much harder. Worry fills our tho...

What if the darkness isn't where we lose our way—but where we finally stop trying to find it alone?

© Laurie Pace        Graphics One Design 2026 The Heat of the Night Oil on Canvas  SOLD   by Laurie Pace   Heat of the Night was painted around 2010 during a six-month period when I explored horses through woven color, lines, textures and symbols. Looking at it today, after another relentless Texas summer, I see something more. Heat wears us down. So can life. We try harder. Push farther. Reach inside ourselves for enough strength to handle just one more thing. Eventually I have learned to do something different. I abide. I step back, pray, hold onto His Word and wait. Because it truly is not in me to handle everything—and I was never asked to. At night the house finally becomes quiet. We pull up the covers, pray and allow the day to end. “In peace I will lie down and sleep, for you alone, Lord, make me dwell in safety.” — Psalm 4:8 Tomorrow may still bring its challenges. But tonight I can stop carrying tomorrow. I can re...