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I don’t know what it is about being around horses, maybe its the fact that they themselves are the icon of the “west,” but they always seem to make interesting photos. There seems to be something intrinsic about them, like they come with a historical cache. Like photographing them automatically includes something unexplainable, hidden within the frame; some old mythological context that we all share yet we have long forgot.

Rugged. Wild. Resilient.

The vehicle of exploration at a time when the country was largely unexplored. The original SUV. And after all of that, they are what we are: immigrants. Maybe that’s the shared thread. Humans and horses as immigrants discovering the “New World,” together. Maybe not so symbiotic. Maybe just a shared sense of respect and adoration.

I dunno, but they are beautiful.

Thanks for looking,

Cheers

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