"release", Horsescapes, Horse portraits ©2009 kelly angard

…I know I’ve dreamed you a sin and a lie
I have my freedom but I don’t have much time
Faith has been broken tears must be cried
Let’s do some living after we die
Wild horses, couldn’t drag me away
Wild wild horses we’ll ride them someday…
- song by Susan Boyle; original lyrics by The Rolling Stones

"unbridled" horse fine art photography, horsescape ©2008 kelly angard

If we didn’t live venturously, plucking the wild goat by the beard, and trembling over precipices, we should never be depressed, I’ve no doubt; but already should be faded, fatalistic and aged…
- Virginia Woolf

"otherness" abstract, fine art photography ©2008 kelly angard

In a dark time, the eye begins to see,
I meet my shadow in the deepening shade;

I hear my echo in the echoing wood–
A lord of nature weeping to a tree,
I live between the heron and the wren,
Beasts of the hill and serpents of the den.

- excerpt from the poem, In a Dark Time
by Theodore Roethke

"the art of running downhill", mixed media art, ©2006 kelly angard

I know what the uphill climb is like…
simply putting one foot in front of the other, creeping one step closer to my goal…head down, staying as focused as I can. Not wanting to get discouraged and see how much further I have to go. Not wanting to ask, “Am I there yet?”

I’ve arrived at the top…
the satisfaction, the exhausted mind and body. Time to catch my breath and say, “I made it!”  So now what?

What goes up must come down…
the force of mental gravity pulls me back down and while I descend I find myself already thinking about the next climb; what’s next? when can i do this again? wait…there’s something wrong here…

The art of running downhill…

Time to stop thinking about what’s next; instead I must run…RUN downhill as fast as I can with reckless abandon and stay in the moment. I tell myself to just enjoy the ride because this is so much easier than going uphill.  I will never have this moment again…and the best part is, Ive realized that life doesn’t always have to be an uphill climb.

text and artwork ©2006 kelly angard

"up close and personal", horse portrait, horsescapes ©2009 kelly angard

A recent three-day October snow storm left its mark on more than just the streets of Denver, Colorado. This horse was kind enough to pose for me after a few bits of apple…providing the perfect close-up of snowflakes caught on his nose and whiskers.

"shadowland", a woman's right to choose, conceptual fine art photography ©2007 kelly angard

Across the broad continent of a woman’s life falls the shadow of a sword. On one side is all correct, definite, orderly; the paths are straight, the trees regular, the sun shaded; escorted by  gentlemen, protected by policemen, wedded and buried by clergymen, she has only to walk demurely from cradle to grave and no one will touch  a hair on her head. But on the other side is all confusion. Nothing follows a regular course…
- from the essay, Harriette Wilson; by Virginia Woolfe

…prints & licensing available

"ms. understood", conceptual fine art photography ©2006 kelly angard

“Seek first to understand, then to be understood…”

I’ve found myself contemplating the many aspects and problems of communication lately, both verbal and written. Communication is the main artery in which we connect with another human being; it is innate…and ironically, this thing we desire, we also fear the most.

To speak and be spoken to…to hear and be heard. The latter is so much harder to do…

…prints & licensing available

"intertwined" two horses, horsescape, black and white fine art photography ©2009 kelly angard

Now the great winds shorewards blow;
Now the salt tides seards flow;
Now the wild white horses play
Champ and chafe and toss in the spray.
- Matthew Arnold 

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