Here is Gericault's Mazeppa. A man is strapped to the back of a wild horse as a punishment. The horse carries him through the wilderness and back to his 'people' the other wild horses. It is a sublime and terrifying journey, that could be understood as expressing the wild power of desire.
'The steeds rush on in plunging pride;
But where are they the reins to guide?
A thousand horse and none to ride!
With flowing tail, and flying mane,
Wide nostrils never stretched by pain,
Mouths bloodless to the bit or rein,
And feet that iron never shod,
And flanks unscarred by spur or rod,
A thousand horse, the wild, the free,
Like waves that follow o'er the sea,
Came thickly thundering on ...'
Byron, Mazeppa
4 comments:
Wonderful picture and poem. Hope you are all doing well.
Hello there,
I am coming from Grey Horse Matters blog.
Your artwork is fabulous!
I am glad to hear that your inspiration can continue through riding with your friend.
Praying for you and the fire situations!
KK
PS this may sound bad but, I have been locked out of my blog since I took that cute little "Share the Love" picture from GHM. If you cannot get to my blog...please let me know..I am scanning for viruses now and so far all is good yet I am locked out!
kacyinhim@comcast.net
Hi so sorry to here about all the fire problems you all are in our prayers Megan
we live on a large cattle ranch in the US
www.happyheiferhouse.blogspot.com
It's lovely to have you all thinking of the Victorian horse (and country) people. Thank you for your kind thoughts.
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