Pastels by Terri Othling

Welcome! I am a pastel artist in love with color.
Color is an incredible gift from God and I hope these images bring you joy!

I create and sell original pastel paintings, fine art giclee prints, note cards and calendars.

E-mail me at othlingpastels@gmail.com to make an appointment to drop by my studio.


I have so loved all sense of Him, sweet might
Of color and sound,-
His tangible loveliness and living light
That robes me'round                                                           

 

 -John Hall Wheelock, Exile From God


GLORY be to God for dappled things—                            
   For skies of couple-colour as a brinded cow;    
    For rose-moles all in stipple upon trout that swim;
 Fresh-firecoal chestnut-falls; finches’ wings;  
  Landscape plotted and pieced—fold, fallow, and plough;
     And áll trádes, their gear and tackle and trim.  

All things counter, original, spare, strange;   
 Whatever is fickle, freckled (who knows how?)   
     With swift, slow; sweet, sour; adazzle, dim;
He fathers-forth whose beauty is past change: 
                          Praise him.
                                               

 -Gerard Manley Hopkins, Pied Beauty

"There is not one blade of grass, there is no color in this world that is not intended to make us rejoice."
-John Calvin


"The visible world is actually colorless unless light is reflecting on it, which provides a trope for the notion that we are essentially colorless until we reflect the light of God."
-Karen Mulder


"Colour has me. That is the meaning of this happy hour. I and colour are one. I am a painter."
-Paul Klee


Of all of God's gifts to the sighted man, color is the holiest, the most divine, the most solemn."
-John Ruskin


"You painted because you caught glimpses of Heaven in the earthly landscape."
-C.S. Lewis


"When I get to heaven, I expect orange and vermillion will be the dullest of the celestial colors."
-Winston Churchill


"By means of all created things, without exception, the divine assails us, penetrates us, and molds us. We imagine it as distant and inaccessible, whereas in fact we live steeped in its burning layers."
-Teilhard de Chardin