Buckin' Bronc

Buckin’ Bronc | 12”x 12” | Oil on Canvas 

Giddy-up, giddy up, giddy up, let’s go.

A cherished childhood memory from being one of seven kids in a neighborhood full of kids, is our having several of these vinyl headed stick horses. Amongst us we had several colors: black, white, red and maybe blue. We shared a cowboy hat, and there were a couple cap guns holstered to belts or stuck in pockets. The rest of us could shoot nearly as well with our finger.

The joy of riding such magnificent stallions was very real to us. We’d swing our leg over the stick and ride off into the adventures we made up as we went along.

When we rode back to the “ranch” (the back porch) we would lean our horses against a wall and pretend it was a hitching rail. Often we’d switch horses so we all had a chance to ride each color. I’m quite sure the black horse was the fastest. To me it was most fun to ride the black horse, be the bad guy, and rob banks. The white horse always carried the good guy, wearing a sheriff’s badge, when we could find it.

The barn wood I used to frame this painting came from the hay shelter out by the family barn and is seen as the backdrop in this painting
 
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