Horses. Yes. I'll admit it. I was that cliché horse-crazy girl who sketched horses in all of her notebooks, carried around horse binders, wore horse shirts, etc.
When I was a kid, I lived and breathed horses. I grew up on a small fifteen acre farm that had horses, I rode my first horse when I was two, and I got my first horse when I was seven. When I wasn't riding and competing in 4-H in the summer, I was drawing horses, reading about horses, and watching horses on TV. There has never been a time in my life where I wasn't around horses,, so it's no small wonder that horses would end up integrated so deeply into my artwork.
I could go on and on about my past with horses, but instead, I'll move on to talking about the piece.
In the end, although I wasn't very happy with the paper, this piece turned out how I had hoped it would, perhaps better for the detail of the horse. Though I won't be revisiting Polychromos pencils on Stonehenge anytime soon (as I said in my previous post, it's just personal preference), I will continue using the Polychromos pencils.
And a final flashback . . .