First and foremost, I am passionately inspired by the horse. It was the horse that led me to a deep appreciation of God's miraculous creation. It is the horse that repeatedly awakens in me a burning desire to convey to others what I see and what I feel. Because of the horse, I have learned that through the magic of a good photograph, I am able to preserve and share many of the miracles that I am blessed to observe.
I'm endlessly fascinated by the interaction of horses and humans, especially humans of the cowboy variety. As a former horse trainer who continues to dabble at that art, I'm blessed with certain insights into equine behavior that give me something of an edge. Timing is everything and for me it's a great blessing that I can feel a moment coming before it actually starts to happen-little things like a yawn, the roll of an eye, a faraway gaze, a sudden alertness, a struggle between man and animal, a misstep that's likely to cause a fall.
Add to this the irresistible allure of the old West-particularly to this photographer who has yearned toward that other place and that other time since I was a kid playing stickball on the mean streets of New York-and you understand what drives me . . . and drives me . . . and drives me.
