the creative world of Sherri Carter
 

I became an artist at the age of two when I pulled a small radio into the sink with me where my mother was giving me a bath. My hair stood on end and my little body was thrown back as mom quickly pulled the plug, saving me, unharmed. My theory is that all of that extra electricity sped me along the path of enlightenment, as I have never questioned what it was that I wanted to do with my time on the planet. Its also explains the visions.

As a child I drew and painted my way across every surface I could find. My best friend was named Brownie and she carried me through summers on her broad pony back, and watched me at dusk as I caught fireflies in our Ohio back yard. A bigger red horse carried me through college. I found more paper to draw on while studying in moody Amsterdam and beautiful old Italy.

After graduating I lived in my late grandmother’s house to be close to the herd of Amish draft horses who lived across the street. They were a constant source of inspiration and offered the best parts of their giant souls to me and my work. It was these horses who inspired “Heavy Horse” the woodcut which adorns a certain bourbon label out there. #iykyk

Eventually I patted the big horses goodbye and moved to Northern California where I was happily covered with paint most of the time. I exhibited my work extensively in Humboldt County. I have sold many pieces to wonderful people from here and places far away. I have been able to ride some fabulous horses these happy days... one a tall smiling Friesian named Maryka, her soul as big as the night sky, the other; Tentadero, who was my hot Lusitano love, who glided so smoothly I could drink Champagne up there all while he watched out for fighting bulls with just one eye. These two muses, black and white, opposites, inspired a new series of work as well.

Currently, I am fully immersed in a heavy duty crush with a brand new Whiskey Muse, and we are creating a beautiful love story together. More details soon, as they are ready to emerge. Suffice it to say: she is deep, delicious and full of spirited surprises.

Stay inspired out there! I sure do!

With endless gratitude,
Sherri