One of the great things about art is that any time you pick up your tools to play with them, it’s worthwhile. You are practicing. You are learning. Even that time I picked up ink sticks and smudged out a firey horse from memory, trying to familiar myself with the way the colors move and… Continue reading Smudging
Been getting in some grunt sketching practice. I forget how important that is until I do some and realize just how much better I get when I’m really focusing on what I see vs. what I think I see.
Spring means horse hair everywhere. Ev.ry.where. Also mud. Lots of mud. On the ground, on the horse, on the boots that will never look clean ever again. But it also means the grass turning green, which is a very nice color.
This post was supposed to go up in November. I’m not sure what happened! — I really need to make a new video documenting Midas’ and my continued skill development at liberty. I imagine it would show improvement “come” in particular. I haven’t been able to think of how to teach him to go to… Continue reading Liberty video
Here follows lengthy ponderings on horse training. Because it’s something I think about. A lot. – In 2009 or 2010, I had a chance to take a few riding lessons while the horses were on schooling board at a different farm. The lessons mostly consisted of Midas tearing around the ring like a freight train… Continue reading Training horse or rider