Paint Pony
I was obsessed with horses from when I was born. My first word was horse. My parents bought me a pony when I was seven after having endured a winter of riding lessons at the Ottawa Valley Pony Club. I remember hopping off and feeling like my feet were going to break in my thin rubber riding boots. My pony was the sweetest little paint who took me to many a sucessful hunter show. I learnt so much from her and still think of her often.
Original fine art painting on stretched gallery wrapped canvas. acrylic. ready to hang. 12”x12”x1.5” $200.00 CDN.