My photography class was down a distant hallway which held all of the industrial arts classes. Not many girls went down this hall except for me. I was always curious about the woodworking shop so I persuaded the instructor to let me do a sculpting project for art class (I think he was happy to see a girl in his class). After showing him my sketches, he hooked me up with a gorgeous hunk of wood and handed me some chistels and a small ax. The grain fit the piece so beautifully I torched it (very scary) and used a wire brush to bring out the beautiful pattern.
Well, here is my sculpture from 18 years ago. Recently rescued from my mom's house and a little banged up. It's the only piece of art I've decided to hang on to from my youth. I think it's kind of cool.
Riding high on my win for the Trail of Painted Ponies design contest, I've created another original Painted Pony titled, "If Wishes Were Horses". Inspired by the beauty of horses, childhood fantasy and dancing Lipizzaners. Painted with my favorite colors, purple and green, as the background and base colors. I'm really happy with how he turned out and will put him on Ebay today.
And one last photo just because she's the finest thing I've ever created, my daughter Zoe showing some love to her kitty, Pumpkin!