As soon as I can, I sneak inside the field with the horses. I had seen several times that dark almost black horse, a mix of thoroughbred and friesian breed. He was by himself isolated from the herd. That day I was even more intrigued so I decided to approach him. I was feeIing sorry for him.
That thinking was the object of my own desire. When he saw me coming, he started to move around, light piaffe, head up and down, turning around like an invitation to play. He was anything but depressed. I found myself slightly overwhelmed with his frantic joy and his desire to play! But what a delight to watch him flagging his tail as he was running through the field!
Oil painting stretched on canvas. Size : 31½ x 31½’ | 80 x 80 cm