Lisanne FearComment

mandalas & mustangs

Lisanne FearComment
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Tonight, I married my passions.

Still on a mission to achieve my goal of painting a mandala saw in a new place every night this week, I decided to go paint in the stall, among the straw and manure with a new mustang that I just picked up this last weekend.

Meet Pistachio, a six year-old, grulla mustang from Onaqui, UT, HMA. He has one of the most lovely personalities I have ever had the pleasure of encountering.

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When I walked out to the corrals, he met me at the gate and gladly welcomed me into his space. As Stach was following me around the corral, I gently asked him to step up onto the bridge, and he did it without hesitation. I was amazed by his ease and willingness. I gave him a treat from my pocket and headed towards the stall.

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As I began to make a little nesting spot in which I was going to paint, Stach began to rummage through my paint tubes with such curiosity and hunger that he seemed determined to become a unicorn and poop rainbows. After I thwarted off his efforts, I settled in and began to create my mandala.

Inspired by the colors of my mustangs (sorry Trix) I incorporated, black, white, rose gold and mixtures of the three to represent Phin- a seal brown, Salt-a dapple grey who is going white, Sid- a rose grey (which I didn’t even know what a thing until this year), and the new guy Pistachio- a striped grulla.

From left to right: Phin-mustang from Calico Mtns, NV HMA, Sid- mustang from Little Owyhee, NV HMA, Trix-papered Quarter Horse, and Salt- mustang from Green Mountain, WY, HMA   *HMA stands for Herd Management Area ;)

From left to right: Phin-mustang from Calico Mtns, NV HMA, Sid- mustang from Little Owyhee, NV HMA, Trix-papered Quarter Horse, and Salt- mustang from Green Mountain, WY, HMA

*HMA stands for Herd Management Area ;)

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This action completely fascinated Pistachio, as he frequently checked back in with me to see what I was up to and had accomplished. At one point while checking out my work, he directly put his nose in my paints and literally was running around with an acrylic mustache on his muzzle.

I did my best to correct the smeared paint across the saw, but between the snow and the cold, my hands were frigid, so I called it a night. All of the smiles and laughs throughout my short painting session definitely warmed my heart though. Despite this definitely not being my best work, this saw holds one of my favorite memories I’ve encountered on this journey so far!

Have you heard about yoga and goats? What if I hosted an event of mandalas and mustangs? Would anyone have any interest? Let me know below :)


Also, there are snapchat videos documenting this whole evening, and if you would like to keep up to date with these stories in the moment, please add me! @lisfear (or you can click the little snap chat ghost at the bottom of the page). To see an edited version of this snap story, check it out on my Facebook page here.

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