While my summer of post-y projects may now be over my desire to work within categories and themes hasn't. And I doubt it ever will.
And this time it's horses [all of the collages are now in my shop] :
So, where did this equine excitement come from?
I'm not too sure.
I'm not a horsey kinda girl really ... although I do think I should add
'horse-riding' to my imaginary Things To Do Before I Die list ... I
mean, I already reeeeaaaally like riding-boots .. which is probably half
the battle ... isn't it?
... maybe it was the sight of a brave, sweaty and sandy Viggo Mortensen
that can be held responsible for much of my enjoyment of that film ... ].
Maybe it's because I recognise kindred spirits in highly strung sensitive creatures who have an ability to tune into people's feelings and which have been known to fall over in a spectacularly comprehensive manner. [Although luckily for me James doesn't keep a gun in the house on the off chance I break a limb during one of my more clumsy moments ...].
Yet, if I'm honest, far from feeling any longstanding kinship with horses, only last week I felt like I must have been a whale in a past life ... but that's quite another story.
[Excuse me while I dash off to look for illustrations under 'W' for 'Whale' ....] .