Jo LeMay Rutledge
The odyssey to ranch paintings shouldn't have taken as long as it has. After all,
I've lived in Texas for most of my life. But there were so many artists in the
genre that I avoided jumping into the arena. What could I possibly bring to the
bunkhouse that hasn't already been done. Besides that, Fort Worth is home
to many Russells and Remingtons.
It took a bright day at a friend's ranch. What I saw there didn't have a hint
of romance in it. It was ranch trash, beautiful horses, manure, ditches of
unmanaged grass, cast off equipment and rodeo trailers in need of a coat
of paint. That was the real deal. Hard work, thankless hours of
maintenance and the jimmy rigging ranch gear. The life of anyone who
chooses to live off the land. Now that's worth my time at the easel.
Art of the West a little left of center.