When I was a girl I loved horses and ponies. As a domestic and wild animal they have an interesting history with humans and their abilities have allowed humans to flourish, especially as we rode them into war. However, looking at a heard of equines in a field, you might only think how benevolent they look eating grass or enjoying a sunbeam. This pony is a nod to our ancestors who fell in love with the horse, but also worked with them to support human advantages. This particular pony is emblazoned with the hand, a symbol for those lost, and also the eye, a symbol for witness.
Edition of 100, Printed on Rives BFK, paper size 10″h x 8″w, images is approx 4.5″x 4.5″.