It’s a fun kind of lottery where art is sent among friends.
My entry for July’s “Wild Wild West” theme. I call this one “OK”. No, I mean the name of the art is “OK”. LoL
June’s theme was “Lightbulbs”. It was inspiring to see the many twists on the theme.
A single tear rolled down her face as the train pulled away from the station. As she looked back, she knew it would not be the only tears going forward. The small crowd on the platform continued to wave as they diminished from her view. Their overalls, faded by the sun and stained by hard work, were freshly washed just for the occasion of seeing her off this fine morning.
Elizabeth finally turned from the window. Her handkerchief was damp from dabbing the tears that continued to flow. She knew someday she could go back but it would never be like this trip. She pondered how her life would be different, feeling the changes that had already begun to transform her heart.
Three weeks prior she had arrived at the Dristle’s farm. Her mother had made arrangements with her old friend Olga for her stay. Olga stood on the porch as the transport from the train station dropped her off. Two suitcases were deposited on the old wooden front porch. Elizabeth’s eyes were open wide as she saw the disrepair of the dilapidated farmhouse. It was not yet noon but the sun was beating down on her head. She was thankful for her wide brimmed hat. Olga reached to hug her and whispered “oh Lizzy, I am so glad you are here. After lunch I will take you to meet him”. This was the first time Elizabeth had met Olga who worked at the farm as the cook and housekeeper.
Soon the family came in from the fields and the barn to have their midday meal. Olga introduced her to each of them. It seemed she would now be called Lizzie for the remainder of her time here. Olga had seen to that. Their meal was modest but Lizzie soon found that she enjoyed the company of Mr. and Mrs. Dristle and their children, ages 19, 17 and 12. The family dog rested under the table enjoying his break as well. Once finished each thanked Olga as they stood to head back out to their work. Lizzie stood and did the same although she was unsure what would happen next.
Mr. Dristle turned to Lizzie and said “let’s go take you to meet him now”. He turned to walk out the door and she followed him. His pace was quick but she was able to keep up, thankful the barn was not far away.
As soon as she entered the barn the stallion begin to neigh and bang his feet on the wooden stable. Mr. Dristle explained that no one could seem to figure out what was wrong with Luther. He seemed angry at times but sleepy and distant at others. Lizzie quickly stepped over to the stable. Luther peered at her from his left eye and watched her movements. She had brought along a bagful of her veterinary supplies, unsure she had the tools needed. It was all a mystery right now. The Dristles did not have the extra money needed to bring the vet to town to see Luther. They were so thankful when Olga suggested offering a visit from her southern friend’s daughter.
Lizzie quickly did a preliminary examination of Luther and found nothing unusual. He was allowing her to brush down his mane. She could not help but notice the soft feel of his hair. This indeed was a special animal. After an hour of examining she still had no answers. She called out for Mr. Dristle and he hurried back to the stable. Her findings did not please him. This had gone on for too long and the horse needed to be used for transportation to and from the local town. He had to be a working stallion to help pay for his keep. Lizzie persisted in asking Mr. Dristle about Luther’s history. He had come to this farm just a few months ago. Neighbors lost their farm to debtors and could no longer care for him. The other horses, cow and chickens were sold to pay off their debt.
The young veterinarian continued to spend time with Luther over the next few weeks. Luther had finally allowed the saddle and showed signs of settling down. Lizzie rode him down the road, being careful not to venture far since she did not know her way around the country area. A farmhouse appeared on the right. Another horse neighed from the distance and Luther immediately perked up. Lizzie had no choice and no control. Luther turned them in a trot towards the farm. There was a beautiful chestnut mare and Luther quickly nuzzled her head. When the farmer’s wife heard the commotion she ran outside from the kitchen. Lizzie explained who she was and what had happened. Together Lizzie and Mrs. Miller figured out that Luther had been lonely without his mate. Both horses had come from the same farm along with several chickens. Milly was a good horse but she had also seemed forlorn.
Each day Lizzie would ride Luther over to the Miller farm for a visit. Luther seemed to be coming back to his old self and Mr. Dristle was pleased to see the progress. It did not take long before Luther was helping out and pulling a wagon of crops into town several times a week.
Watching Luther and Milly really touched Lizzie. Her studies in college and then veterinary school had kept her nose in books, studying hard for exams and certifications. There had been no time for a beau. She had always been better with animals than people so she had avoided many social aspects in her life. Her mother and Olga had their own ideas and that is how she ended up in Montana talking to a horse.
The family applauded all that Lizzie was able to do with Luther. Lizzie felt like she had done nothing but she knew something inside her had changed. She longed to have the feelings that she watched Luther and Milly enjoying.
Finally the day came for her to return home. As she stepped off the train her mother waved. Quickly she walked towards her and together they stood on the platform waiting for her suitcases. Her mother asked “Elizabeth, how was your trip?” She responded that it was wonderful and told her just a bit about her adventures. There was time later for more explanation.
The next day she awoke feeling refreshed from her journey and ventured out for a walk in town. She stopped for lemonade and sat on the bench. A handsome man approached and asked “might I share the bench with you, miss? My name is Tom and I just opened my office a few blocks down.” She replied “yes, my name is Lizzy. My veterinary office is across town. I am taking a day off today.” Things were already starting to change.
It has been very exciting for me lately. Matata helped me to see that my artwork can be shared on t-shirts and water bottles and more. She is a giraffe who really is too fabulous to fit in but in a way she really does just that! Named after the giraffe at a small local zoo, she became my inspiration.
Matata is now available on t-shirts!!!!
Women’s Cut or Men’s T-shirt (black shirt)
Sizes S,M,L,XL $18 each
Sizes 2X and up are $2 more
Shipped via USPS Flat Rate Priority for $5.80
or you can pick up at Jersey Made!
All orders must be paid in advance and will be shipped no later than 2 weeks from date payment is received. Please message me on Facebook or email me at RecycledArtist83@gmail.com
Matata is original artwork copyrighted by Holly Doyle. It may not be used or altered without specific permissions. Thanks!
Just a few greeting cards I made for my Mom and sisters for Mother’s Day! Hand drawn and colored pencils. I still like making all my own.
I’ve been getting some requests for specific artwork. Here are 2 that were finished just recently.
“Reach” is a gift for a high school graduate. The technique combines several different steps but I was very pleased with the finished look!
A friend asked me to do this for an anniversary gift. Their names and date will be added. It will be printed on 2 aluminum water bottles by Cheerful Dreams so that they can enjoy the reminder of their special day!
The original of the dolphin will stay with me so I can create some special items to sell at Jersey Made.
Always glad to help spread some artwork around. Ask me! If it is not something I can do there are many artists in my world who might be just the master of that art medium!!!
The Artist Trading Card group that I belong to on Facebook is rather incredible. One of the members was having serious medical issues and when asked what she needed replied “ATC supplies”. So a call went out and many of contributed. This is what I sent….some reproduction pages from an old Sears catalog, a special ATC made for her, and postage stamps (not just any old stamps – these were from the Harry Potter collection).
I hope when supplies start to arrive it will make her day!!! Happy Mail is the best for bringing smiles.
Another art prompt from the Journal 52 project that I follow on Facebook. Very excited at how this one turned out. A much better copy of the image has been put onto aluminum water bottles and are available at Jersey Made for $15. Thanks to my friends at Cheerful Dreams!!!
This week really inspired me! Perhaps it was Matata the giraffe who inspired me even more. Then I saw a photo with the “I’m too fabulous to fit in” phrase – author should have been credited so I could mention them here!
I was really impressed with my combination drawing, journal, zentangle creation!!
Matata looks great on my new water bottle. Due to many positive comments I am going to start having my artwork available on things!!! More on that later….
Inspired by Clint Black’s song. I had fun drawing and coloring it!!
Found at the Amtrak Environmental Fair on 4/22/14. All cool giveaways. Disappointed that the US EPA got the soybean crayons made in Mexico. The pencil sharpener is made in China. However I was glad PECO gave out jar openers made from recycled tires and the Sustainable Business Network printed their guide on recycled paper.
Every day is earth day !