Reliving Childhood:A Return to the Source

Like a lot of girls I became obsessed with horses. I  devoured books about them and obsessively cut out pictures of every one I came across in magazines and newspapers. At I had the coolest trapper keeper notebook with one brilliantly displayed  on it. I must have drawn that gallant chestnut horse a thousand times until it was perfect.


I haven't thought about horses in a very long time. Now years later I am learning to draw animals. It was challenging at first but when we took a trip to the L.A. Equestrian Center things started to click.
The reuniting with my childhood passion was a doorway to  realizing my current artistic pursuits. My memory  of the shape of the legs and the muzzle came back like riding a bike.  It made my strokes bolder and I started to really enjoy the process.