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A Style All Its Own

In 1986, during the spring break of my second year of art college, my mother and I drove down to Arroyo Grande, Calif. to visit our friend, Geska, and her daughter, Debbie. They lived with their three Arabian horses on a bluff overlooking the distant Pacific Ocean. As a child, I always loved to visit Geska and Debbie as they were the only people in my parent’s circle of friends who had horses. You ...[Read More]

Artistic Inspirations – Promise

“In the miracle of birth He unfolded from the mare Compact as a wet butterfly emerging from its cocoon. His first instinctive thought – to stand!” ~ Kim McElroy At 11 pm one night in the Spring of 1988, my friend Saradel called. I had been expecting her call, and now she was breathless on the phone as she said quickly, “If you want to watch, she just laid down. You might catch it if you get ...[Read More]