Archive for the 'Behind the Paintings' Category

Woman in Red

The American Heart Association’s Go Red For Women movement and Natalie Ruggeri’s willingness to appear in my paintings inspired my Woman in Red series to be exhibited at ArtPrize 2010.
In this series, I illustrate light. By contrasting light against shadows, I endeavor to communicate hope in adversity.
For Natalie, heart disease cast a shadow until doctors […]

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Inspired to Paint

My friend said that her autistic grandson crawled up onto her bed, positioned his face about 12 inches from my painting, and silently stared at it for several minutes. As my friend painted this verbal picture, I felt inspire to paint some more.
 

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The Old Musician on Royal Street

Have you ever taught your children not to talk to strangers?  Have you ever reminded them to never allow a stranger to touch them? I have.
A few summers ago while visiting my daughter and her husband, we took a day trip to New Orleans. As we started on our self-guided walking […]

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An Artist’s Confession

I paint because I must. At times while driving, I’m so captivated by the lighting or cloud formations that I reach for my camera, open the car window, and start snapping pictures (not recommended for safety).
During scheduled sabbaticals from painting, I catch myself still creating mental paintings. Or, like an overstuffed […]

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A Glimpse of Heaven

At 18, I spent the summer in the Kentucky backwoods also known as the hollers. Bare-footed children with dirty faces, tattered clothing, and stringy hair ran through the woods. As part of a team of college students, foreigners to these parts, I enjoyed teaching them simple Bible stories.
Each morning, the rickety bus struggled to ascend […]

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Pamela’s Work Statement

Someone said to me, “Pamela, you know how to capture a memory on canvas.” My paintings reflect the happy memories of times past.
Years later, those memories still resonate on my canvas. My artwork often portrays people—revealing their emotion and form caught in daily life. Through color and […]

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Starting Young

When I was 11, my first oil painting sold. From then on, my fingernails wore oil paint. But during my senior year of college, I discovered watercolor painting. I had found a way to paint and to enjoy clean nails. Over the next 10 years, I painted diligently, refining my craft.
But while raising our four […]

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Healing Postcards

“Your art speaks of healing,” said New York artist Makoto Fujimura. Several years ago in his book signing line, I showed him my homemade portfolio. As he flipped through my Xeroxed reproductions, he named my calling: healing.
His word seemed prophetic when I later met a pregnant woman. After talking with her for a few […]

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The Printer’s Gift

 
Although my printer sent me the wrong painting by mistake, a reproduction of my painting now hangs in the dining room of a woman that I met through the Internet.
Visit the Persevere blog to find out how my new friend, Lori, ended up with the painting. 

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Reclaiming Innocence

“In the water, some of the kids tensed up. Because they had never been swimming, they didn’t know how to relax,” Mike said. “At times, I didn’t know which was worse: catching our breath after the waves crashed over our heads or the kids squeezing or crushing my hands in fear as […]

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