Another breed of cat entirely from yesterday’s clydesdales, these are thoroughbreds, and the name says it all. I dare anyone to find anything to compare with chuckwagon racing for it’s value in thrilling action, fabulous horses, thundering speed, and dramatic stories. This is the lead team (there are 2 more hitched behind them) pulling their wagon onto the track for their heat in the races. See you at the track next summer!
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Window into the Soul
The eye of a horse is a wonder to behold, the depth and beauty being beyond compare. The expressions vary from compassion to comedy, indifference or interest….often curiosity. But the one I enjoy the most is the devilish twinkly humor that is so often there. I think they’re laughing at us most of the time, and with good reason I’m sure. Whatever the expression is, the eye of a horse is a window to a pure and intelligent soul.
Three For New Year’s Eve…daily painting # 615
Thanks to the sage advice of artist, mentor and good friend, John Farnsworth, I started this daily painting blog 2 years ago on Jan. 1. How those 2 years have flashed by, and here we are, with painting # 615 and heading into 2013! I thought it fitting that I paint horses to celebrate this anniversary, since horses are my very favourite subject matter. The daily painting discipline though has surely broadened my range and honed my skills. It’s opened my eyes to new things and brought me many new friends, via the magic of the internet. So thanks to each and every one of you who have visited my web-site, my blog or my real life! Thanks for your comments, likes, and your unflagging support. Guess we may as well carry on! Here’s wishing everyone Joy and Peace and Light in 2013.
Song for a Winter’s Day
Well today there isn’t a painting. I’ve been in my booth at a Christmas market here for 2 days, with no time to paint…just a scramble from start to finish. It was a lot of fun with many old friends and family showing up and lots of visiting….some sales of my new books too, which is exciting. Tomorrow, it’s off to Calgary to retrieve my son from the airport, so it’s not looking promising for then either! Instead, you get a photograph of my beautiful old mare, Polly, enjoying some sun on the snow and a bit of a graze.
Jingle Bull
Today I had too much fun with this. I can’t imagine a better job! The dicipline of daily painting is interesting; I paint things that I never would in a larger format. They’re so much FUN though, that it’s hugely added to the enjoyment, and I think has opened up a lot of venues of expression. I find myself asking myself “what if” a lot more than I ordinarily would. Like today…what if I painted a pretty rodeo bull all decked out for Christmas. What IF!!
5 X 7″ on 200lb paper
Winter’s Sun
There’s a pretty barn and ranch yard on the way to Elkwater, and I’ve stopped often to admire it, either with canola fields in bloom, with heavy rain clouds in the west, or like this day, with full-on winter. This was one of those days with ice crystals in the air and the weak winter sun attempting to do something about it Ah, winter. May as well like the weather you have, right?!
Echodale Christmas
This blog has introduced you before to our gem of a Regional Park here at Medicine Hat, “Echodale”. It is a restored farm with all kinds of recreational advantages for us all. Summer time is great there with the poultry and animals in residence, the garden growing and the cooks in the kitchen baking bread in the old wood stove. But winter is fun too, with hay rides and wiener roasts. Here it is, the beautiful old log house garlanded up for Christmas.
Doing these latest paintings is gradually getting me in the mood for the Season, and today I had some really great young friends drop by with their various beautiful kids in tow. Now that REALLY made my day! Hope your Christmas joy meter is ticking up a notch or 2 every day as well, remembering that it really is all about relationships.
Harmony
When horses are allowed to live as they evolved to live….in herds, they move as if of one mind. Horses running in a herd are like a single entity that flows in harmony. Even as this happens though, it seems that no two are on stride with each other; every horse choosing his rhythm within the band. Such perfection needs no interference from us, and for me, I just want every opportunity to witness it.
5 X 7″ on 200lb paper SOLD