The Untamed

2025

I have never struck luckier than on this Summers day – the sky was churning with layers of thick cloud, the sun broke through to illuminate everything it touched, and the wind whipped everything in it’s path.

I have always been drawn to piebald ponies – no two are the same, each one a living mosaic of defiance and grace, and they are the perfect subjects to own the frame in these dramatic conditions.

I spent an hour in their presence – they spent much of that time chasing each other under the clouds, hooves striking the earth in unison, their manes tangled in the same wild wind.

They eventually paused for breath, and that was my opportunity to capture all that they were about. In the motion of their manes is freedom; in their gaze, fire.