I don't remember a time in my life when I wasn't so entertained by [creating] art that it was, by far, my favorite activity.
Buried deep in a box my parent's had bestowed upon me a few years ago, I found this collection of drawings from my very early years as both an artist, and very clearly a cowgirl (in my dreams).
Here is the cover of a short story I wrote about my "favorit" things. Page one had include my young love for horses (and apparently spotted pigs with rabbit ears?) Age 6.
And just in case you didn't get it from that story, here it is again in a different short story. I had quite a fascination with paints, in case you didn't notice. ;) Age 7
Here, I decided to give the horse a speech bubble. He says "Hacwl." I still don't know what I meant to say...
This began my love of Bays. Age 7
A red Appaloosa? Age 5
And last but not least, my horse with a dog tail ( I think...). Age 4
Fact: This is the only horse facing the right.
Twenty years later, I'm still wildly entertained by drawing. I'm still obsessed with horses. I still aspire to be a cowgirl.
Oh yea, and I still draw all my horses facing the left. =P
I eat, sleep, and breathe art. I'm fond of horses and put ketchup on everything. =]