A beautiful black horse in close-close up. Like many of my paintings, this was done from a photo I took at a horse show, but for this one the horse created the composition himself. I took a regular, basic portrait shot, and planned to use it to paint a standard horse portrait, showing the fine head and neck, his beautiful mane and the elegant way he presented himself. But when playing with the composition, I found something incredible in his eyes - an expression that I couldn't quite identify, but absolutely had to capture, or at least try to capture. Everything else became extraneous, maybe even distracting, all that mattered was the eyes - those beautiful, deep, expressive, eyes, full of wonder and mystery, compassion, and perhaps a bit of resignation, as if he would rather be someplace else. And yes, I have done similar close up portraits before, but they were all planned, part of a series called, "When I Look In Your Eyes." This one was not planned, it just happened and I went along for the ride.
We are having a brief reprieve from winter here, but I am not holding my breath. Spring may be around the corner, but that corner is still a mile or two away. Still, I am enjoying the warm temperatures and lack of snow for as long as they last.
To quote James Whitcomb Riley:
It ain't no use to grumble and complain;
It's jest as cheap and easy to rejoice;
When God sorts out the weather and sends rain,
Why, rain's my choice.