Let me open this up by saying that I am a relative novice to the art of wild mustang
photography. I’ve been a working pro for most of my life, but it wasn’t until May of 2019 that
the intrigue and passion to be with, and photograph these lovely animals began. I’d been
rambling around Inyo and Mono counties in California for quite a few years, and through some
friends I had been told about a fairly large herd that roamed a remote area out near the
I spent the better part of a day driving up and down the region’s many dirt roads, and finally
around four in the afternoon I spotted the herd. Not knowing how close I could get, I parked a
ways away, and hiked through the sage and rabbit brush until I got within range of my 70-200.
Much to my surprise, the first few shots I got were of this sweet, nursing foal, who quickly
developed an interest in me and what I was doing. This little guy with the big, beautiful eyes
turned into my very first equine muse, and he and his mom hung out with me for a good
I’ve been fortunate to visit several wild horse HMA’s in the west. Every area is special, and unique, as are the horses that live there. But my first love, will always be special to me. It seems like a lot of advocates, and photographers have that one HMA that is their very favorite place. Generally, it’s the one they live closest to. It’s the place were they have watched foals grow, kept track of all the different bands, and have favorite horses. We become part of the family.
5 years ago, I first visited these horses, in this place, the Onaqui. We live and travel full time in our RV, but we spend every spring, and fall here because that’s were we come to make the art we sell at shows in summer and winter. So this is definitely my family herd.
One thing that has always endeared me to the wild horses is the way they value family. It is obvious that they care for each other, and that family is extremely important to them. This is one of the main reasons that roundups are so incredibly devastating. Foals are taken from their moms, mares are taken from each other and their stallions, the whole family band is broken into tragic pieces.
Watching and observing the horses gives you a definite sense of how much they care. This story is just one of many examples.
This water hole was extremely muddy around the edges. So much so, that adult horses would sink almost to the knee and you could tell it was a little bit of a struggle to get away from the waters edge and back to dry land. This gorgeous mare had left her young foal on dry ground while she got a drink. But she definitely kept her eye on the foal.