More New Beginnings

I have started a few new paintings including one on some old glass windows. Glass is a very interesting surface so far- it looks a lot like stained glass. I am intrigued by this curve ball.

Portrait of the first horse I rescued- JB. He is now living with a family near Penn State. He was rescued from a private breeding farm where he was going to be shot. JB (aka “Kronis”) was weened prematurely because the trainer believed that he was too small to race despite his Irish champion blood lines. Sound familiar? He therefore was very malnourished as a baby which only further attributed to his small size and JB also grew up a crooked on the confirmation front. The early weening and solo pasture meant JB wasn’t socialized (people or horses) until rescued. To say he was hard to load on a trailer is an understatement. He has a heart of gold and although he will never be some big show horse, he doesn’t need to be. He was the sweetest horse I’ve ever owned. Think- “cowardly lion” from wizard of OZ. When I started training him, something spooked him and he literally tried to jump in my lap like a child. Although some trainers may find that offensive, I found it very sweet. He followed me around like a puppy. I turned him out with an old gelding and later my mare. It took a long time to socialize him, but he eventually got it. Two young girls now fuss over him every day and I am sure he wouldn’t have it any other way- Neither would I.