When I was a baby my daddy still worked the farm with horses. But I didn’t get my own horse ‘Lady’ till I was nearly five years old. It was about that time that I started to draw horse pictures. I would draw them out of my head and then go out and look at the horse to see if I was doing ok, and if it didn’t look right, I would correct it against the real horse. Lady taught me to draw and ride, because if I wasn’t sketching her I was riding. This went on right through high school. I studied art at college. I spent my summers being a cowboy, doing rodeo, and wrangling a dude ranch. Most of my adult life has been split between art and horse related jobs. Now I mainly do art for a livelihood. But I have a string of nice horses, and I take in an occasional horse to train.
If I went to a kindergarten reunion and someone asked me what I was doing with my life these days, I’d say I do pretty much the same thing as when I graduated from kindergarten. I ride horses and draw pictures.