Artist Original ~ My Sister Loves Horses.
My sister loved horses first. I could see it, but mostly I wanted to see what she saw. I wanted to see what she thought was beautiful. And if I could see it too, then maybe we weren't so far off. Maybe we were connected some how. This ground that was stomped and galloped and traveled again, and again... maybe this too, would be our common ground. Our place to gather. If we can gather in something common, something beautiful, then I guess we have something. And something, perhaps something even beautiful, it's a good start.
Acrylic horses on canvas. Traveling Brittany, France. These horses gathered us in.