Have I told you guys what the triangle means... I mean the triangle in my signature?

I first started using it because it matched the style I started with and it added an element to my work that I liked, but as I have progressed, it has become so much more than that.

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Maybe a few of you are curious about whether I go by Jess or Jessica. If you've known me for a long time, you know that up until recently, I've always introduced myself as "Jessica." My business is called "Jess Tinsley Fine Art", my Instragram handle is @jesstinsleyfin...

 This short video (below) outlines the commission process. I did realize later that the client wanted gold accents, just not black. Ultimately, she chose the original piece that I painted, which is shown below. I like both pieces very much. They are feminine and soft a...

Learn the steps for how to create your own version of an abstract artwork.

Storytelling is hard. Art is hard. It's not a pity party - it's just a fact. I'm sitting here in my dining-room-turned-studio with kids running around, scraping their legs. They're watching TV after breakfast, and I'm thinking, 1) How did the TV get on without them ask...

 My mom's favorite flower is a rose. And I've been drawing roses since I was a kid.

My mom loves roses so much that she wanted us to name one of our children "Rose," so my sister used it for her baby's middle name. :) It is so sweet. And my little niece is so sweet (and...

 In February of 2016, I was in a horrible and wonderful wreck. I know it's hard to understand how a wreck could be a wonderful thing, so let me explain what I mean.

My 4 kids and I were on the way to church on Wednesday night when I fell asleep or passed out (we're stil...

One of my favorite memories of Daniel is the time he brought a bouquet of flowers to my five-year-old sister (he was about 17 at the time). She says that gift made her life. Daniel was the funniest and kindest person you ever met in your life. He wore his socks pulled...

This piece is about my desire to be loved.

At the time that I painted it, I felt desperately lonely, even though I was surrounded by family and friends that love me and want to take care of me.

This is me, surrounded by black loneliness and rage. That red ball in the mid...