Five Sisters

7″x5″ pastel on sanded paper

Please enjoy a celebration of pink paintings this month, in honor of breast cancer awareness. I paint for my friends and family who have fought the good fight against cancer, for their families, and for all caregivers who help along with the journey toward a healthy self (body, soul, and spirit). In my strokes of pink, are prayers of strength and healing.

Blushing Cactus (finished)

7″x5″ pastel on sanded paper

I decided to spend a few more minutes on this study. Spines are my favorite part of a cactus, so I wanted to add them. This photo was taken in lousy light, the light value of the background is a beautiful blush. It photographed almost white today.

Please enjoy a celebration of pink paintings this month, in honor of breast cancer awareness. I paint for my friends and family who have fought the good fight against cancer, for their families, and for all caregivers who help along with the journey toward a healthy self (body, soul, and spirit). In my strokes of pink, are prayers of strength and healing.

The Color of Dawn

10″x8″ pastel on sanded paper

“Pink is a beautiful color, because it is one of the colors that the sun makes at twilight and in the dawns.” –C. JoyBell C.

I have always loved when my art reminds someone of a story. Thanks to those who have opened their hearts and shared their breast cancer stories. I am honored to hear stories about mothers, sisters, friends, and God Children, favorite teachers, choir members, neighbors, Aunts, and Grandmothers.

Please enjoy a celebration of pink paintings this month, in honor of breast cancer awareness. I paint for my friends and family who have fought the good fight against cancer, for their families, and for all caregivers who help along with the journey toward a healthy self (body, soul, and spirit). In my strokes of pink, are prayers of strength and healing.

Quiet Rain

7″x5″ pastel on sanded paper

Into each life some rain must fall.” – Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

A few houses back, I put a rain gauge on a piece of wood with this quote in my garden. I love the literal and the metaphorical meaning.

Yesterday my feet were wet all day long, it was a little reminder that most days I enjoy the luxury of dry socks, and that yesterday I got to start my day with a splash!

Please enjoy a celebration of pink paintings this month, in honor of breast cancer awareness. I paint for my friends and family who have fought the good fight against cancer, for their families, and for all caregivers who help along with the journey toward a healthy self (body, soul, and spirit). In my strokes of pink, are prayers of strength and healing.

A Flower Not a Weed

12″ square pastel on sanded paper

Be honest, be nice, be a flower not a weed.” –Aaron Neville

I love this quote. Be a flower not a weed! Who would deny the beauty of these Evening Primroses? Some people might call them weeds, I prefer the term “wildflowers”, and I delight in their wild, pink beauty! I am a firm believer that the difference between weed and plant is often one of marketing. Perhaps passing yourself off as flower, rather than weed is making people believe you belong, and that starts with deciding so yourself.

Please enjoy a celebration of pink paintings this month, in honor of breast cancer awareness. I paint for my friends and family who have fought the good fight against cancer, for their families, and for all caregivers who help along with the journey toward a healthy self (body, soul, and spirit). In my strokes of pink, are prayers of strength and healing.

October Sail

12″x9″ pastel on sanded paper

The State Fair Regatta happened this weekend at White Rock Lake. The boats were so beautiful scattered on the lake. No wind may be a sailor’s nightmare, but it makes an artist’s job easier.

Please enjoy a celebration of pink paintings this month, in honor of breast cancer awareness. I paint for my friends and family who have fought the good fight against cancer, for their families, and for all caregivers who help along with the journey toward a healthy self (body, soul, and spirit). In my strokes of pink, are prayers of strength and healing.