I am an amature artist and i love horses. I like to do photography, but i also love to paint, write, and draw. Also my mother is on the bubble and here name is Katseye. Look her up and see some of her fantastic work:)
Those of you who purchase anything on here, the money will go to Sunrise Horse Farm where broken children and broken horses bond together to heal as one:)
My Drawing redbubble can be found by using Cowgirlforever. Check ot my drawings there:)














Tiffany Blank is a member of Butterflies, Skippers, Moths, & Other Winged Insects (2 a Day), Dawn and Dusk Light, Equine Art and Photography, Fabulous Flowers, For the Love of Cats , 1 image a day , Our K9 Friend 1 image a day (Dogs only), Spiritual Art, Stop and Smell the Roses, Sunrise, Sunset and Trees - 2 images per day with trees as the focal point.
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As i wirte out your name i cringe / You have been there for me for all time / I glance up to see your picture on my desk / I choke back the tears / as your ribbons flow in the breeze / that is from an…
This is the poem that i submitted in Landline magazine’s poetry contest and not only did i win FIRST PLACE but i also get it PUBLISHED!! YAY! Hope you enjoy~Tiffany
As I run blinded / You’re there to catch me / With broad shoulders / I collapse unto your warm neck / With wet glistening tears / That dampens your coat. Your neck curves around / My shaking body…
As i take a step outside / i see the frost glistening / My heart jumps for joy / as i see my horse’s breath take leave. The fields are frozen silent / As i and my horse gallope together / Our…
As I watch the blood drip / My soul clears / And my mind crisps / Of what is to be done / As my heart throbs / From broken words / That you gave me The scars appear / Of my depression / Scars hau…