When I was growing up, I had a love affair with horses. I ate, slept, breathed, dreamed, read, drew everything horse. As a young artist, horses were one of my all time favorite subjects to draw and I drew herds of them.
As I got older and had to start figuring out what I was going to do with my life, what I really wanted to be was an artist. My father, the pragmatist that he was, insisted that being an artist was unrealistic– no one got anywhere in life as a starving artist. I had to pursue a more pragmatic life goal.
My Wild Horses Series was the first collection I created using the quilling techniques and painting that I’m continually evolving. I wanted to go back to a time when I was the most free as an artist, the happiest. A time when I could be whatever I wanted to be.
My horses are my response to the Nay-sayers (pun intended) I’ve encountered through out my life. The ones who would tell me that art was just a fun hobby, and to get a real job. The people who tried to tell me that I was good but not great, or great but not exceptional, and the only way to make it as an artist was to be exceptional.
But what did they know?
This is who I am meant to be and Wild Horses couldn’t keep me from being who I am.
