"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
​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.