The sun was hanging low over the Burren mountains, when this beautiful mare decided I was someone worth investigating. She slowly moved up towards me, taking her time, as nature does, nibbling on grass along the way, until she was so close I could scratch her neck and stroke her
The one that left a little beautiful piece of himself in my heart that day was this bay boy with the calmest soul-reaching eyes. Time evaporated standing with him, feeling his gentle breath on my cheek, soaking up the most wonderful scent of being at home in the world, and feeling him choosing to stay with me, quietly being, quietly seeing, quietly knowing.
Most here will know my love for the natural world and animals. From where the inspiration for my photography art springs. But you might not know the depth of my feelings for, in particularly, horses. My best friend was a horse in my young teens. Rarely a day goes by
Archival print in an upcycled frame of solid wood with acid free mount and artglass (non-reflective and uv protective.)
Abstraction of Light Love; a force to be reckoned Peace the only way ~
How often do we stop And give life Our full attention How often are we present To the mystery Of another How often do we listen To the silence of being That lives within How often do we let Open curiosity Lead the unknown way How often do we
A gentle wind Blows within The spirit of the horse A mystical force Ready to defend A sensitive friend At home in the mists Here unknown realms exist Gazing into the distance Penetrating existence The sound of galloping hooves To a shamans drum it moves Light shines in its
Hanne T. Fisker Photography Art 