Life of a Model Horse
By GHC • Feb 12th, 2012 • Category: Poetryby zikzik
I’m sitting in my studio.
I’m not sure what to do.
My model horses are curing
From the sculpting they went through…
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by zikzik
I’m sitting in my studio.
I’m not sure what to do.
My model horses are curing
From the sculpting they went through…
by Ponylover
Galloping in a field
with lush green grass
or
bonding through the day…
by Avy
Riding through the fields
Laughing in the wind
Rushing through the woods
It feels like a dream…
by icehorse123
Riding
It is more than just a sport
It is an art
It is hours of training…
by HorseFeathers
A girl and her horse
a horse and her girl
Two breaths in life…
I love when your beautiful artwork and photos are added to the gallery, but the gallery itself is in need of an upgrade so I thought I’d start posting new submissions and “best of” here in the Arts & Crafts channel. First up, the latest photo submission…
by EllaI gaze into the paddock. Four horses; but soon to be three. Zeekey, the only chestnut, is gazing contently. Unaware of the life-changing decisions to be made. I watch as Zeekey bites Glamour, the palomino pony. Zeke’s unhappy; he never used to bite…
by HorseWings | It must have been around 7:30 PM when we boarded the wagon. My family had planned this ride to see the amazing Christmas light display, and though we were all cold, we were teeming with excitement…
by Peanut
Christmas came in on horseback
In the year 2008
I got the best present yet…
by IlliniosCowgirl
Proud
Strong
Fierce…