Some pieces ask to be drawn… and others demand it. Onyx was one of those.
I was captivated by the play of light across his black coat, the way it revealed quiet strength beneath the surface, a power that didn’t need to shout to be felt. There’s something magnetic about that kind of presence - steady, self-assured, timeless.
As an artist, I’ve always been drawn to contrasts, light and shadow, fragility and power, the untamed spirit held within stillness. Horses embody that beautifully. They’ve been part of my life for as long as I can remember, both muses and mirrors. When I draw them, it’s about emotion. About honoring that silent understanding that exists between human and horse.
Creating Onyx was a meditation in patience and reverence. Every pencil stroke became a reflection on strength that doesn’t fade, on grace that doesn’t waver. The warm golds and cool blues in the background became his world, a balance between earth and air, body and spirit.