The Eye That Knows the Road
A horse’s eye, half-shadowed and steady, peers from beneath a bridle adorned with silver—each stud a mark of care, tradition, and quiet pride. The texture of fur and leather speaks of long rides and silent understanding. Another horse lingers in the blurred background, adding depth to the moment. This is not just a portrait. It’s a communion. The gaze is calm, but not passive. It holds memory, direction, and the weight of journeys already taken. The craftsmanship is visible. The soul is implied.
My latest photography is now available for purchase at crsimages.pixels.com/, featuring prints, framed art, and more from my curated collections.
The Eye That Knows the Road
A horse’s eye, half-shadowed and steady, peers from beneath a bridle adorned with silver—each stud a mark of care, tradition, and quiet pride. The texture of fur and leather speaks of long rides and silent understanding. Another horse lingers in the blurred background, adding depth to the moment. This is not just a portrait. It’s a communion. The gaze is calm, but not passive. It holds memory, direction, and the weight of journeys already taken. The craftsmanship is visible. The soul is implied.
My latest photography is now available for purchase at crsimages.pixels.com/, featuring prints, framed art, and more from my curated collections.