I’ve had a love of horses for so long I can’t remember when it started. My mom thinks it started when I saw the Budweiser Clydesdales come off the train and walk down our street – who knows where they were headed, but they just happened to stop the train in my neighborhood in Fort Lauderdale to give the horses a short break. I was maybe two years old. I began drawing horses as soon as my grubby little baby hands could hold a crayon. Even today, it brings me great joy to sketch and paint them.
