I painted my first blue horse in college, though I’d never heard of Franz Marc. Mine was more of an experiment in color – a portrait of a horse that may have eventually found its way to a garage sale or dumpster. Blue seemed a good choice. Of course, shortly afterward I acquainted myself with works by Kandinsky. Munch, & Nesch, when I probably should have concerned myself more with abstract expressionist works from the 40s through the 60s.
A friend had an old cat that I photographed falling asleep in her water dish. She would start to drink and then just go into a narcoleptic trance, jerking her head up if her face dipped too far into the water or a noise woke her. She was an outdoor cat and disappeared one day. The thought that she might be sick or injured somewhere made me cringe, and I looked for her repeatedly over a period of several weeks.
Also, I painted this image of her.
Acrylic on canvas, 18″ x 25″