Pastel

“A friend sent me a photo she took that looked like a horse running in the clouds – and soon my daydreams took over.  I journeyed, and painted the canyons of my mind where I found my young stallion at the corner of my mind’s eye,  waiting to take me out of this world.  I was able to see myself lying back low along his hind quarters; my hair sweeping against his hocks seemed to spur him on. Hoofs pounding and feathers flying, we joined others on a golden bird that took us on a flight beyond Earth’s boundaries and into the Heavens!”