Two Feet, Eight legs, Ímir, and Me
When I was a child in the 1970s, one of my favorite books was Indian Two Feet and His Horse. Looking back, even though the title and some of its portrayals feel dated, yet the story of a boy searching for his horse always stayed with me. Recently, I re-imagined it with my own horse, Ímir—who, in his own way, found me. Sadly he’s injured now and out of action for a long while, but our bond makes that old tale feel more real than ever.” What I’m about to share with you is a series of illustrations I made based on that true story, making that childhood tale feel more real than ever. Ímir is special. I saw it when I saw him for the very first time. I fell in love immediately, and even though I knew he had a history of injury, I knew I had found my horse. He had a serious leg injury, so he needed care and rest. Instead of riding, I took care of his injury. I had …