Pam Posey. Painters’ Path, 2020.
oil on linen
Some sketches and explorations from my concept project based on the Scorpio Races! I’d love to come back to it and finish it one day. :)
It’s autumn so that means Scorpio Races season! Have a Puck Connolly. Reference [X]
“The house was very quiet, and the fog—we are in November now—pressed against the windows like an excluded ghost.”
— Howards End E.M. Forster (via macrolit)
Life Magazine, August 5, 1915
oh to visit a small coastal town, eat the november cakes, see the small beauties of the strange people who live there and their insular lives and loves, see their famous flesh eating water horses unable to stop themselves from running ashore to be corralled by the locals, trained beside the sea that keeps calling them home, and finally raced in a deadly tradition shared between the human and the supernatural shadow of a horse
“I lost a horse today.”
“That sounds careless. What happened?”
“She jumped off a cliff.”
“A cliff! Is that normal?”
GEORGE HOLLY ASKING THE PERTINENT QUESTIONS
Miles Cleveland Goodwin.
Freshly peeled
akhalteke
This is actually that mummified doe! Nature cleaned her up pretty good.
Boémio, 5 yo gelding, and Zaragateiro, 17 yo breeding stallion. Both Lusitanos. Lovely photo by Sanna Svensson
Please don't feed the horses!
Blue black calligraphy ink on paper. Inspired by the Swedish bäckahäst.
Hooves
The Seashell Mermaid Earring by Anita Berisha Jewelry.
Via: @anitabjewelry on Instagram