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I was at a Sun Dance in South Dakota. While sleeping in my van I heard horses galloping back and forth in the field in which I was parked. I cut up apples for them and they, very reluctantly at first, approached me and ate them graciously. When I left home as a child, I had two horses that had been with me since I was eight years old. My mother decided to sell them while I was away at school and wouldn’t tell me where. Those horses have haunted me for years. These horses, in South Dakota, owned by Lakota Sioux, healed my heart. I have not been able to stop painting them. I have painted this scene five times. Each one has sold. I should call them Healing Horses.