"Golden Boy" Original painting of a palomino Quarter horse. Acrylic on canvas.
"The sun came up like gold through trees and I felt like I was in Heaven.”
― Harriet Tubman
― Harriet Tubman
Rocky. He had gold in his coat and fire in his breath. He put a song in my heart, then broke it.
I look at painting as "finding". I "find" the form on the canvas that is the vision in my head. Or, rather, my heart.
I look at painting as "finding". I "find" the form on the canvas that is the vision in my head. Or, rather, my heart.