My Pale Pony... 12 x 36 collage on canvas.
Then I toyed around with a different feel again a single horse. I recently revisited some of my childhood daydreams in my morning pages of writing and connected to pale pony or the Palomino I would always image I had...as of one of mine own...Never really riding it but always seeing it. Hmmm what's that all about? is it time to sit on the couch and talk with someone...no just daydreams.
then I play with a image transfer where you put the medium down and then place the image over it and let it dry....not to happy with that process but I did with the group/workshop class, I like my tack down image transfers but it still was the process and being there that was most exciting.
Then the image of a snowy day at the stables....where all the horse were just standing there with their rear ends facing west and sleeping...as the winds whirled around them and it was cold too. I was in awe of this...so I did a quick collage sketch to capture the moment...not a lot of detail, the rest is got stored up in my head.