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'The Sun' Contemporary Horse Equine Oil Painting by Texas Artist Laurie Pace

'The Sun' 5 x 7 inches Oil on Canvas SOLD Contact me to purchase by personal check or Paypal: Laurie © Laurie Justus Pace    Graphics One Design 2009 The Painting :  A second in my series this week.  This one has a brilliant gold background reminding me of the Texas Sun on a summer day.  Holbein Oil are a treasure to work with on this small prepaint of a larger canvas.  Due to the closing of Patina Gallery and the coming return of work from Earthworks, which is relocating over the winter, I have compiled a list of available Original Fine Art Paintings.  Browse through and make me an offer! HORSE ART AVAILABLE SAILBOATS, FLOWERS, and OTHER ART AVAILABLE   The Thought :  I know I am getting older because my oldest son just had another birthday.  It is the inevitable.  He was so sweet sending me a gorgeous bouquet of white flowers.  I thought it was just as sweet when his Dad came in from the garden bearing a red rose off our JFK rose bush, or was it a Mr L

"Wild Morning" Equine Horse Art Painting by Laurie Pace

'Wild Morning' 18 x 27 inches Acrylic on Canvas Contact me to purchase: Laurie © Laurie Justus Pace Graphics One Design 2009 " Rise in the presence of the aged, show respect for the elderly, and revere your God. I am the Lord. " Leviticus 19:32 The Painting : Acrylic Overlays in about seven layers. Dense thick paint and high glass varnish combine to finish off this unique composition. The Thought: We were driving down Forest Lane on our way home from Whole Foods and I saw the sign outside the Unity Church, "HAPPY HOUR" . Of course it was referring to the church service on Sunday. Then I was reading a magazine with little one liners that said, "Do you know what Happy Hour for the elderly is? An afternoon nap. Life not only begins at forty, it begins to show. Some of the other one liners were: You don't stop laughing because you grow old; you grow old because you stop laughing. It seems like the older Terry and I get, the more we forget