An Artist's Journey, Part Two
This is me on Tara, my mother's Thoroughbred mare. This was the first horse I ever sat on, and my dad is leading us. I love Tara's expression--"must move carefully, I have a little thing on my back."
Tara thought I was her foal. My parents would keep a watchful eye, of course--I was only about 4 years old. She would nuzzle my head and keep me in her sight as if I was her baby.
When I left her, she would pace and whinny for me at the gate. "Where's my baaaaaaaaaaaby????"
Tara was my introduction to horses, and you can see why I fell in love with all things equine. And it wasn't a stretch for me to become an Equine Artist.
My brother's books contained my earliest equine renderings. *grin*
Sigh. I am feeling a little teary eyed looking at this picture. Tara was so sweet and gentle with me.
posted by Sound the Bugle Studio @ 4:45 PM
5 Comments:
I do hope you have/get this picture carefully framed and give it a place of honor in your home!
i should do that, huh?
Yes, you should, H! This photo says a thousand and one words. I really love it. The drawing below, saved from age 14, is priceless; how wonderful that you still have it! Even though it has acid damage, you may be able to stop the progression - do some research on document preservation. There are archival sprays and pouches that may save it. (Test the corner first!)
That is just too precious for words. I'm afraid I'm more than just a little teary eyed...
Pinkie--good idea. Krylon makes a "make it acid free" spray....
and za--another funny comment name!
This pic is a precious little moment from my horse crazed life...
and you guys are right..it needs a frame and a place of honor in my home.
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