Mimi Torchia Boothby

Category: horses

  • All the little horses

    When I was a girl, I was in love with horses. I grew up in Newark, NJ where the only horses I ever saw were the occasional police horse, or maybe an old tired freckled grey pulling a fruit cart. It didn’t matter. I dreamed and drew horses over and over again. When I went…

  • And all I could see was a galloping horse

    Painting is more than just a physical exercise. It requires perseverance, focus, it demands time and dedication. It requires that you continue to try even after it doesn’t feel like it’s worth it. And then, sometimes life gets in the way, in fact, the normal daily requirements of life take me away from painting constantly.…

  • Jump like a Comet!

    I had to wait to post this because the painting was a surprise and a Christmas present for my nephew’s wonderful wife. It’s the first formal horse portrait I have ever done and it was very exciting to pull it off. This is Comet, who is no longer a teenager, but he has been extremely…

  • Back to the barn

    Maybe you can think of a better name for this painting? In the very middle of the last century, a very small girl who lived in a big city picked up a pencil and started drawing horses. I do not understand why these big beasts are so important to so many little girls, but no…