Originals from my Travels

How we got here.

I remember being a little girl I was just always drawing horses, playing with horses, 'til I finally asked for one. My Grandparents bought me my first horse at about 6, they were not the nicest horses all the time, but we made do and learned as we went. Horses have always just been around me now as adult, which I am so grateful for. I usually get the best of ideas on the side of the mountain, in a perfect world--preferably Arizona, on a horse.. usually with some cow in the distance, maybe a dog behind me. It is really easy to reflect on when my days looked exactly like that & what it taught me when it was. A lot of my Sketchy cowboy series as came from years that have passed. Take them how you please, it's not that serious.

my favorite thought...

My Great Grandma Hansen painted, I was very young when she passed, she lived with us during her final years. Growing up her paintings were all throughout the house, flowers... lots of painted flowers. If my Great Grandma Hansen was not painting, she was reading... but she definitely wasn't speaking. She read every encyclopedia front to back...fascinating. Along with my Great Grandma Hansen, my mothers father that Ive never known was a painter. My Grandma was waitressing on a ferry where my Grandfather was painting the Astoria Oregon bridge when they met. That is two artist before me and I believe in too much to not believe in a direct connection between a Grandpa I never remember meeting, and a Great Grandma that my time was limited with.