“A Resting Place”. Not a bad place for a break when you are out in wide-open spaces and no trees close by. I’ve wanted to draw this outhouse for a few years and finally it reached fruition. This humble dwelling is located on the local historic Beckwith Ranch. This quaint building always takes me down memory lane when I visit. It reminds me of our own outhouse when I was a kid. When as a young innocent lad, (or not) I would try to scare the girls on their way to the privy! Times have changed.
Without something to Love...Love has no meaning.
"On Point" was created as a pair with "True Love." Jack's loyal adoration and reverance was unmatched. He was an inspirational individual, and a prime example for all of us.
"True Love" was created as a pair with "On Point." Jack's loyal adoration and reverence was unmatached. He was an inspirational individual and a prime example for all of us.
I met this young ram this summer in the Hardscrapple, area and simply could not resist to draw his expressive, goat eyes full of curiosity, and dominating, energy. The contrast of textures from his cute, soft, nose, to his battle scared face, clash with his hard curled horns, creating a regal elegance, that could not be ignored. -Andy Mast
This piece was conceived two years ago when I was on a pack trip in the back country in western Colorado. We set up camp and two days later it dumped 15 inches of snow on us. We were camped here for two weeks. This humble little wall tent became my mountain home and a sweet welcome sight each evening. Traversing this country on foot in snow is not for the faint of heart. Clattering into camp exhausted at 11:00 one night with blisters on my feet I found some leftover fried… now dried, & dirty, potatoes left on the stove. I devoured them in two minutes and I still say to this day they were the best taters I ever had. Life in the wilderness is fragile and amazing. Mother Nature, & Creation, will teach you good life lessons. This work is all about solitude. Where we get acquainted with our own selves.
After a long day, this cowboy takes a moment to appreciate the scene unfolding before him as shadows of glory move across the valley. This piece I’ve held in my mind and heart for over four years before my pencil ever touched the paper. This is the pasture in front of my bunkhouse with the view I see most every day. The sharp pyramid is one of the local focal points “Horn Peak” in the Sangre de Cristo mountain range. After a lot of contemplation and waiting patiently for it all to happen, I found the perfect group of horses to fit my vision, to work with my “Closest Cowboy.”
"Wise & Noble" This composition and concept is very simple. I wanted it to be so simple, that its elegant. There are no distractions and there is nothing to hide. He is in his everyday clothes and you go straight to the soul of Jack. I did not want anything in the way of his wisdom, obedience, and spirit. If Jack, could talk he could share a lot of wisdom. -Andy Mast
"Flowers for Mom." I relived my boyhood fantasies as I created this piece. It feels like a self portrait. Memories flooded my soul of galloping across wide open meadows and fields bareback & bridle-less on our family horse Molly. I can still feel my hands full of horse hair and the absolute freedom. I carved on wooden fences & trees, picked rocks, played in the creeks, and plucked "Flowers for Mom." How fortunate I am to have these blissful childhood memories. -Andy Mast
The minimal amount of light in this piece I felt so keenly with my own life at that time. For days I would go into the studio in attempt to work on its progress but lacked the strength, only to collapse in defeat. The cowboy’s posture is stooped and spoke to me of my own debilitation. The dim light beam faintly shining down on the cowboy and his horse, matched my own dim ray of hope in life. The expression of the horse is the soul of this work. Among all the darkness and exhaustion the horse’s body is erect and full of life. He seemed to be bubbling with energy. His body wraps around the weary cowboy almost as if embracing him. The eye of the horse the most important of all, exemplifies the incredible amount of strength I pulled from to get through those tough times.
On a calm, quiet, day, in wide open spaces, few words are spoken by these Loyal Companions. The mutual respect and gratitude among these three is not expressed in spoken words, but in the deeds they do, from grateful & solitary hearts.