Sometime artwork needs to go through the process of being placed on a shelf for some years before it's completion is realized. I started this piece about 4 years ago. Ideas have come and gone until I noticed the beauty in the wood once again. There is nothing more encouraging than the feeling of new life. A mother and her baby, how beautiful a pair! I see horses with much respect, dignity, gentleness, curiosity, freedom. One time while walking in the fields I met a group of horses. One in particular was attracted with me. We stood together with conversation. It so happened one of his brothers had died. He nudged for me to get on his back, so I did. We road over to where the other horses gathered. I notices his brother laying dead. The others were holding a wake. We shared tears for recently I too lost my brother. I was moved by their sensitivity. I also realized how little our differences are; me as human, they as horse. We both have feelings: joy... pain.... This piece isn't about death but about life. It is about the beauty we all share as beings of this earth whether snail, fish, possum, horse or human. It is about the potential of new life.