The Ghost Horse that Never Was

🚧WORK IN PROGRESS🚧

Oil on acrylic on canvas 24x36”.

I listened to a podcast recently and it touched on how artists differ from others in the way they communicate. The part that hit home, and man do I mean that, was this idea:

Most people are happy to love and be loved by their boyfriends, girlfriends, spouses, or whatevers and end of story. They can ask for love and give it directly.
Artists want to be loved by anyone or someone or everyone and they cannot ask for it directly; they put a third thing between you and them, their art, and say love me.

In other news, this piece has been a learning experience in the least fun way. Turns out when you buy a cheap canvas and gesso/sand it a million times to get a workable substrate out of it, you should probably check the support frame and make sure they didn’t leave any staples sharp-end to the canvas 🤦🏻‍♀️
… so I learned how to fix canvas rips/punctures