Showing posts with label horse. Show all posts
Showing posts with label horse. Show all posts

Friday, May 8, 2015

1992 ~Camargue lines, bold colors, movement! Art

I did this piece in College at Faulkner University in Huntsville, Alabama
I chose this piece of art because of the lines, movement, and bold colors used!

This piece of art is a powerful use of illusions of energy and grace.
The unique style of lines is a precise and elegant topography of motion.
This piece expresses life and motion.
The subject is not the major part of the piece, but the artist is trying to bring life to the piece by using the vertical placement of lines in the horse's hair.

The artist uses contour hatching in the horse's body and cross-hatching in the spaces around the horse.
The artist used bold colors which gives movement to the horse.
He uses blue/green on his body, he uses pink/black in his mane, he uses purple/pink on his legs.

The body of the horse is large in contrast to his surroundings which show motion.

Why do I like this piece?
The use of bold colors, and the way the artist brings life to each line he draws.
The horse represents life, the struggle for survival. This picture would bring life and color to a very dull room.
Even a child would enjoy this colorful piece.


The Camargue horse is an ancient breed of horse indigenous to the Camargue area in southern France.


By artist Guillaume Azoulay

Sunday, November 2, 2014

THE HORSE AND RIDER ~POEM

His ebony coat glistens in the moonlight
His thick luxurious locks flowing
His spirited eyes gaze into the night
A magnificent steed waiting

She slithers into ebony leather chaps
Her snakeskin boot fit her tightly
Her long flowing hair pulled up
A rhinestone jacket
A dark brown hat atop her head

She hoists her right leg over the saddle
Her spurs dig deep into his side.
She sits up tall, rides into the night.

Together they go swiftly
Through the rolling hill of clover,
The deep lush green valleys,
And the flowing rivers.

On the mountain top
They stare silently into
The night.

She dismounts, removes his saddle
Spreads a blanket
Quietly she lies down.

Heaven shines her light,
Stars wink,
Moon smiles.

Frog crook, owls screech
Wolves howl, crickets chirp

For now, all is right with the word
As he falls into a deep slumber.


2024 Apr 27, Car & Tractor Show, Tee-Ball Game, Art Museum and Sisters

Hubby and I  rode to Killen Park for the Killen Log 877 Classic Car Show which featured bikes, jeeps, classic cars, and new cars. Cahaba Shr...