Virtual Brush Box

Taste Vs. Authenticity

Derivation of this post: I asked the following question of a few folks. They thought that it was funny & that I should poll the group at large. So here we are. When put the photo from this post [Doctor Whooves] as my desktop background, I finally took a look at the non-scarf end ofContinue reading “Taste Vs. Authenticity”

One More Time

Since they were nice enough to print it up, put it in a fancy presentation folder, and send it to me, and since I can always use a blog post, I might as well brag on the award again. Details under The Envelope, Please.

Horse Art Auction

Catalogue cover from the American Saddlebred Museum auction. Material is mostly decorated with saddlebreda &/or works by the artist George Ford Morris [art bio]. Catalogue also available online.

Grazing Flashback

While my crack carpenter was redoing one of the walls to Rodney’s new stall, I had to keep Mathilda out of the barn and occupied. I forgot how tiring grazing can be. It’s unfathomable. Stand here. Hold horse. Read book. What is hard about that? It’s exhausting. Since Rodney was also out, I didn’t wantContinue reading “Grazing Flashback”

Rain Games

When it came time to take Rodney for his morning walk, an unnamed tropical mess was dropping massive amounts of rain from an upended bucket. Warm water, no wind, no flash bangs. Well, says I, eventing definitely happens in the rain. Jumpers and dressage may also. Off we go. I put on the Halter ofContinue reading “Rain Games”

Salute

I have the world’s most amazingly wonderful husband. What else can you say about a guy who will take three days of his four-day holiday weekend to renovate the barn so his wife’s oversized Thoroughbred can have a bigger stall? This is more in the nature of a Facebook post than a blog post. I’mContinue reading “Salute”

Form Does Not Follow Function

Although originally used to train riders, equitation has evolved into a hyper-stylized discipline that is an end in itself. After my regrettable class at our fun show [Report], I have been feeling that my riding is in a rut. That I have gone as far as I can in saddleseat on good looks & charm.Continue reading “Form Does Not Follow Function”