Archive for the 'Behind the Paintings' Category

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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The Power of Encouragement

“Your art speaks of healing,” said New York artist, Makoto Fujimura. A couple of years ago after his lecture, I waited in the book signing line to show him my homemade portfolio. Graciously, he flipped through the Xeroxed reproductions of my artwork. In that moment, he had identified my calling: healing.
Around the same time, one […]

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An Unexpected Ending

When the storm hits your life, where do you turn for hope?
When I read about Lori’s journey through suffering, her words echoed the message that I tried to convey in my painting, entitled, Stormy Skies Breaking. The following excerpt gives an honest peek into Lori’s bitter struggle, but her story takes […]

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Valley Green Inn: Two Perspectives

20 years ago
Over twenty years ago while living in Philadelphia, my family and I enjoyed taking walks in Fairmount Park on Saturday mornings. Our destination? The Valley Green Inn. Though the historic inn was a restaurant, it resembled a unique art gallery. All the paintings hanging on the walls of the two dining rooms […]

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