I once had a horse named April. She was my companion on our Heber City farm. When I rode her I felt like she was an extension of myself. Now the farm is gone, and so is April. But my sculpture a day project is, at least in part, in her honor. Thirty horse sculptures, in thirty days: a horse a day in the month of April 2012.
So for those of you who agree with Mr. Winston Churchill that there is something about the outside of a horse that is good for the inside of a man, I hope you enjoy this collection.