Duel of the Mustangs 90 × 120 cm (48 × 36 inches) 2024 year

Mustangs are like the breath of the wind made flesh. They play across the open plains like white reflections of clouds that have fallen from the sky and touched the earth. Their manes are the foam of salted winds, and their hooves inscribe ancient scripts of freedom upon the damp soil.

When they graze, bowing their heads to the grasses, it seems as though the grove itself breathes through them — slowly, deeply, in harmony with the mountains and the sky. And when they break into a run, light scatters around them, as if the moon were casting its rays across the living silver surface of their bodies.

Mustangs are the stillness before dawn and the rapture of sunset — a freedom that knows no bridle and acknowledges no boundaries.