Showing posts with label black horse. Show all posts
Showing posts with label black horse. Show all posts

Wednesday, June 17, 2009

Guest Artist ~ Juliet Harrison


I've never had an issue with considering photographers as artists, but if I had, Juliet's work would have convinced me of their inclusion. In a world now dominated by digital, Juliet continues to work with traditional black and white photography, lovingly developing her images in her own darkroom.

As an artist who prefers to work predominantly from my own photos for reference, I have a particular appreciation for the art of photography. Often I will get an image and stick quite closely to it, but I always have the freedom to fix my mistakes, or make adjustments to make the painting better. Photographers don't have that option. Perhaps there is some leeway in the darkroom and in cropping, but for the most part they are trusting their eye through the viewfinder, and shooting with film demands even more precision. Those of us who shoot digital sometimes rely, perhaps too much, on the knowledge that firing off shots isn't costing us anything.

I have had the privilege of seeing Juliet's work in person, after admiring it online for many years, and like any original artwork, there is just no comparison. I was particularly excited about these shots she took at Saratoga last summer, and thrilled she agreed to share them here! Suffice to say a couple of these will be in my art collection on our next meeting - they would be already, if not for a major 'fail' by the postal system!

More of Juliet's work can be seen on her website and blog, and she also makes some of her images available for purchase to artists for reference. Juliet has also published a book of some of her images, White Horses, From the Literal to the Sublime, a must for any art or horse-lover's library.


Off to the Races
by Juliet Harrison

I never knew much about the Thoroughbred world, at least not the racing part, until 3 years ago this summer, when I spent a day in Saratoga at the track with Linda Shantz. (Equine painter and Thoroughbred horsewoman extraordinaire) Although I have been photographing horses, with my B&W film camera for many years, it was hard for me to figure out what my “vision” would be in this fast paced and often too far for my lens, world of action. I am used to working close up and being able to isolate parts of the horse’s body and environment. This seemed not at all possible at the track. So the images I shot from that first year in Saratoga were pretty much useless for me. They were either boring standard track/race shots or blurry as the horses went by too fast. But I was inspired by being there. I wanted desperately to figure out something that would work for me. Hey, I needed a reason to go back the following year with Linda.

Throughout the year in between, I learned much more about racing from my many emailed conversations with Linda and knew there was something there I needed to capture. Ideas began to percolate in my mind. I had no interest in those distant shots. They would never read well in B&W anyway. Of course the structure of the muscle groups on a sleek thoroughbred is a great subject for me. But to do those I would need better access to the saddling paddock and barn areas. It wasn’t going to be the actual race that I would photograph, but something about what happens behind the scenes. Or what most visitors don’t pay much attention to while there. And I kept being drawn to my thoughts about the relationship between the horse and the jockey. These amazing men and women who dedicate their lives to these magnificent horses. Sure they have to be adrenaline junkies. That is a given. But there has to be more for them to be so driven to do this. So, the question I presented to myself was, how do I portray that “something more”?

Last year, back at Saratoga for two days this time. Armed with more knowledge and a fresh focus….I started to photograph….What I photographed was the moment before the horse and jockey leave the saddling paddock. Hoisted into the saddle, instructions from the trainer done, social “jockeying” with the owners and press is past…this is sometimes the first real moment of communication between the horse and the jockey. As they leave the paddock the jockey goes through a process of getting settled. Part of that process is the tying or knotting of the long reins. It is called “getting tied on”. The reins are often thought of as a live wire of communication between horse and rider. This is the moment I photographed. The intimacy of that moment of adjusting the line of communication. The series title….Getting Tied On….of course.

I will be back in Saratoga this summer with Linda. These images and one other will be exhibited at Terry Lindsay’s Equidae Gallery at the Holiday Inn during race season. And I am excited to see where the series develops and what new ideas I get for my vision at the race track.

Thursday, April 16, 2009

C'mon, Come Play!


It was such a nice day today, it was kind of hard to come in and start painting. I spent the morning in the barn, doing more horse management - horses in, horses out, grooming, and so on, and started on stalls. It would have been very easy to just hang out with them out there all day. Because of that, I decided to do a painting that I knew would be fun!

This is 7 x 5 oil on masonite, and in order to deal with painting a black horse, I deviated from the limited palette I've been using. This is Broderick, and his photo was provided to me by his owner, Rebecca Lerwill. Rebecca is an author, and her first book, Relocating Mia is my current read. She recently published the sequel, The Acronym, next on the list! Because of all this painting this month, and the new additions to the farm, I'm not as far along in my reading as I'd like. I was also feeling more like writing than painting today, so maybe this is a strange compromise on not really managing any writing of my own - I'm featuring an author's horse, and hoping you'll check out her books.

Broderick has grown up a bit since this photo. He's a Friesian, and has a bit more bone than the Thoroughbreds I've been painting of late. No question he's just as cute, though! I did get to the point where this was too wet to do as much as I'd like, but in keeping with the project, I'm posting it, regardless!

My own fiction work in progress stars a black Thoroughbred filly. I tried to beg off the painting today by saying I'd write 1,000 words instead - you know, the opposite to "a picture paints a thousand words!" Fair trade, right? But no one would let me off the hook. For more fun I decided to find a little excerpt from what I've been writing to tag onto the end of this blog post...one that mentions the black filly, of course! This filly is probably a lot like Gracie, and likewise, I'm fully aware I've made her what she is so far! Now I'm off to watch the end of the hockey game!

He leaned on the top railing, a few of the mares grazing not far away. Chique’s baby sister stood quietly beside Sotisse, looking introspective, Pete thought. The filly made no movement to come over. How different she was – she was of a similar build, and as black as Chique, save for that star that dripped down to a stripe and ended as a snip between her nostrils – but she was decidedly more aloof. A lot of Chique’s in-your-face attitude had to do with his own interaction, he knew. They had made each other, in a lot of ways.