The poem is really awesome and goes with the beautiful painting. Keep up the beautiful and inspiring work.
Posted by Katie · via katedardine.com · 201 months ago
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When Ponies Were Painted
Painting #23 in my Painting a Day project. I've been trying to paint a horse for a few days now; for some reason, it just wasn't working, and I'd have to wipe out the horse and paint something else. Last night, inspired by a painting by Jean Richardson, I was finally able to complete a painting.
These two "ponies" have appeared before in my paintings - most recently in "Return of the Warriors." They always seem to keep one eye on the viewer. As I started to paint last night, I was very cold down in my studio, even with the heater blasting. So I decided I needed to "heat from within" and went upstairs to the kitchen to make a cup of hot tea. I decided to try the tea I had bought earlier in the day - a white tea with lemon.
As I was looking at the box, waiting for the water to boil, I noticed the box had a horse on its front, and on the back the following words: "Endurance. With her enduring strength and unrivaled perserverance, the horse demonstrates to us that even the heaviest of burdens can be carried with grace."
While painting (warmer now that I drank my hot cup of tea), this poem popped into my head, and was kind enough to stay there until I wrote it down.
When ponies were painted they came
from the land of the morning sun. Their
thundering hooves shook the dew from
the swaying stems of prairie grass.
And the Moon and the Sun danced with Joy.
When ponies were painted the lived
in simple places where time unfurled
like a cat awakening from deep slumber
late on a summer afternoon.
And the Moon and the Sun shared the Sky.
When ponies were painted they ran
with the Bison who traveled across
the great plains like a shadow
across the face of a lover.
And the Moon and the Sun moved apart.
When ponies were painted each pony
was a snowflake: swirling, floating,
falling, clinging to the eyelashes of God.
And the Moon and the Sun reached out and
Encircled the earth with their Love.
These two "ponies" have appeared before in my paintings - most recently in "Return of the Warriors." They always seem to keep one eye on the viewer. As I started to paint last night, I was very cold down in my studio, even with the heater blasting. So I decided I needed to "heat from within" and went upstairs to the kitchen to make a cup of hot tea. I decided to try the tea I had bought earlier in the day - a white tea with lemon.
As I was looking at the box, waiting for the water to boil, I noticed the box had a horse on its front, and on the back the following words: "Endurance. With her enduring strength and unrivaled perserverance, the horse demonstrates to us that even the heaviest of burdens can be carried with grace."
While painting (warmer now that I drank my hot cup of tea), this poem popped into my head, and was kind enough to stay there until I wrote it down.
When ponies were painted they came
from the land of the morning sun. Their
thundering hooves shook the dew from
the swaying stems of prairie grass.
And the Moon and the Sun danced with Joy.
When ponies were painted the lived
in simple places where time unfurled
like a cat awakening from deep slumber
late on a summer afternoon.
And the Moon and the Sun shared the Sky.
When ponies were painted they ran
with the Bison who traveled across
the great plains like a shadow
across the face of a lover.
And the Moon and the Sun moved apart.
When ponies were painted each pony
was a snowflake: swirling, floating,
falling, clinging to the eyelashes of God.
And the Moon and the Sun reached out and
Encircled the earth with their Love.
