About
Despite owning a horse as a teenager, I’ve never grown out of the “I want a pony” stage.
The Super Saint was a once-in-a-lifetime horse and I still can’t believe I was lucky enough to own him. He gave me a great foundation and I went off to college feeling like a superstar. Unfortunately for me, college was a series of riding- and non-riding injuries, and afterward I took a couple years off riding to allow myself to fully heal. Although this worked in theory, by the time I got back on a horse, I discovered I’d developed a huge and not entirely rational fear of jumping.
Such is life. I always liked dressage better, anyway. As a friend pointed out, it allows me to indulge my inner perfectionist.
Now I’m working on relearning everything that seemed so effortless on the Super Saint. This blog is ostensibly a progress journal, but I ramble sometimes.
The text and gallery sections are part of a project I’ve been interested in working on for a long time. I’m interested in the way horses are depicted in art and literature, and by building these two databases I hope to start discovering some common (or exceptional) themes, tropes, metaphors, etc. I also hope the collections will serve as an educational reference for others who are trying to find horse-related works.
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Leonardo DaVinci
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Huntsman, What Quarry?
“Huntsman, what quarry
On the dry hill
Do your hounds harry?
When the red oak is bare
And the white oak still
Rattles its leaves
In the cold air:
What fox funs there?”
“Girl, gathering acorns
In the cold autumn,
I hunt the hot pads
That ever run before,
I hunt the pointed mask
That makes no reply,
I hunt the red brush
Of remembered joy.”
“To tame or to destroy?”
“To destroy.”
“Huntsman, hard by
In a wood of grey beeches
Whose leaves are on the ground,
Is a house with a fire;
You can see
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