A new edition to my sketchbook and a preliminary for another painting that I will get around to painting at some point. So much to paint and never enough hours in the day.
This is a series that discusses the intimacy that can be shared between a human and a animal, in this case it refers specifically to the relationship with horses My relationship to horses over the last 20 years has led me to investigate the myriad of emotions that can be achieved while viewing the anatomy of a horse. These portraits of anatomy reveal a wisdom that is almost human and a level of emotions that are unparalleled by other human animal relationships. Here a very intimate world is created when the anatomy of a horse is expanded in size and the viewer finds them self lost in the emotions that are subsequently created.
Navajo Goddess She is the queen of a realm unseen by most and felt by nary but a special few With a whisper of smoke and a shiver of a birds wing she sings a song so faint the ears can not hear but is heard only by a heart that is dear and pure of light she intoxicates all who find her, glimmering in the starlight shine, in the rushing river, the blossoming flower, in the silvery spinning of a spiders web.
Playfull The ritual of play. The un abashed joy and delight in tumbling, rolling, fumbling through the motions of the body. A de-LIGHT full sense of wonder and magick is necessary when engaging in this most sacred of rituals. Like many rituals it is one that we share with our animal kin. In child hood all beings play and in fact all beings SHOULD play. It is one of the most important activity’s that we can engage in strengthening the mind, the body and the heart. Play feels good, in every part of your being. When we play we develop physical strength but we also create a spiritual strength, establishing a relationship between Ourselves, our play partner and the Earth that holds us. We create very important personal boundaries and learn about sensual and friendly touch. Play comes easy to the child, and quite often as adults we forget to engage with the spirit of the child and we begin to find ourselves surrounded with other adults that have also forgotten how to play. We become attac...
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