I'm a 22 year old failed art student from the UK who enjoys procrastinating, all things equestrian and illustration.

 

dressageatschool:


mypassionmyaddiction:


black-tobiano:


Charlotte Dujardin, Olympic Dressage Gold Medallist, at 8 years old riding Ardenhall Royal Secret at the Royal International Horse Show


She was even amazing at 8 years old. 


Shit…

dressageatschool:

mypassionmyaddiction:

black-tobiano:

Charlotte Dujardin, Olympic Dressage Gold Medallist, at 8 years old riding Ardenhall Royal Secret at the Royal International Horse Show

She was even amazing at 8 years old. 

Shit…

vixyish:

solarbird:

xgenepositive:

mmmahogany:

#john barrowman is having none of your misogynist bullshit

i love that barrowman’s response also distances him from the contestant
"hahahaha women do laundry right john?  you with me, john?"
"don’t lump me in with you, you fucking martian”

This is what I’m talking about when I keep saying that men have to deny the endorsement. This guy wanted Barrowman’s tacit support or agreement for his sexism, as part of bonding through humour. John went nope.

Bolding mine.

(Source: kaniehtiio)

tinawarriorprincess:

psychmajorpizzamaker:

fight-0ff-yourdem0ns:

optimus-primette:

stunningpicture:

He designed this special shoes, shared between him and his paralyzed daughter just to make her feel the sensation of walking.

WEEP DAFEELS PENETRATE ME

Oh my goodness

This is probably so good for her body, too! Imagine her muscles getting moved in ways they don’t normally and she is upright and hopefully not having any pressure spots! This is lovely in so many ways!

This is a wonderful invention, but the man in the picture is one of the testers. He is not the inventor. The inventor was an Israeli woman named Debby Elnatan who developed this with an Irish company for her son.

tinawarriorprincess:

psychmajorpizzamaker:

fight-0ff-yourdem0ns:

optimus-primette:

stunningpicture:

He designed this special shoes, shared between him and his paralyzed daughter just to make her feel the sensation of walking.

WEEP DAFEELS PENETRATE ME

Oh my goodness

This is probably so good for her body, too! Imagine her muscles getting moved in ways they don’t normally and she is upright and hopefully not having any pressure spots! This is lovely in so many ways!

This is a wonderful invention, but the man in the picture is one of the testers. He is not the inventor. The inventor was an Israeli woman named Debby Elnatan who developed this with an Irish company for her son.

shinsengumi14:

theawkwardblack3questrian:

thepretentiouspony:

“I have a dream that one day a black child will ride for South Africa in the Olympics,” said Enos Mafokate, founder of the Soweto Equestrian Foundation, who came to London for World Horse Welfare’s recent annual conference.

During his presentation, Enos spoke about the immense opportunity equestrian sport can provide for young people, recounting his experiences as an aspiring equestrian competitor - an unheard of ambition in South Africa during apartheid.

From groom to Games

Enos’ story is particularly inspirational. He was born in 1946 in a Johannesburg township. Discovering his passion for horses in the late 1950s, Enos overcame racial barriers in equestrian sport and began competing in show jumping in 1962.

Recognised by David Broome for his natural horse riding abilities in 1980, Enos went on to complete in the working hunter class at the Royal International Horse Show at Wembley, making him the first black rider to represent South Africa in Europe. In 1992, he attended the Olympic Games as part of a development team in Barcelona, Spain, and later he captained the winning South African team at the All Nations Cup in Swaziland.

Helping the community

Despite his competitive successes, Enos always remained true to his heart. At the peak of his international career in 1990, Enos began giving free riding lessons to children from his local community.

Enos completed World Horse Welfare’s farriery training course in Cape Town, where he gained professional shoeing skills, and continued to work as a competent farrier. In 2007, and in partnership with Johannesburg City Council and World Horse Welfare, Enos founded a not-for-profit organisation, The Soweto Equestrian Foundation (SEF), in the heart of Soweto.

The SEF is now an affiliate of World Horse Welfare, which has supported various aspects of its development including helping to fund the construction of the further stabling and student accommodation. Having built excellent training facilities within the equestrian centre, Enos has truly been able to encourage participation in equestrian sport and promote the welfare of working horses through hosting World Horse Welfare’s farriery and harness-making courses.

Realising the dream

The Soweto Equestrian Foundation aims to open the elite world of equestrian sports to people who would never otherwise have the chance. Over 700 children from the local community, care homes and orphanages have been introduced to horses and horse riding at centre.

Every week disabled children from Adelaide Tambo School in Soweto enjoy the benefits of riding a horse – which acts as occupational and physiotherapy and increases their confidence.

Enos also encourages children with the desire to reach the top level of equestrian sport to compete at national and international levels. So much so that in 2010, the SEF Vaulting Team won a number of classes at the South African Vaulting Championships, with one of the team members subsequently being selected to represent South Africa at the World Equestrian Games in Kentucky.

An inspiration

“World Horse Welfare is so proud to be working with Enos and the Soweto Equestrian Foundation to improve the lives of working horses and raise the profile of horses in the country,” said World Horse Welfare chief executive Roly Owers. “It has been a delight to host him this week on his visit to London. We were all deeply inspired at the conference by Enos’ passion and commitment to realising his dream, and were delighted that we were able to help him share this dream with others.

“At World Horse Welfare we are concerned with the wellbeing of all horses, from the highest level Olympic eventing horse to the working horses that toil day by day in the developing world, in places such as Soweto. Enos’ story shows the connection between these two horse worlds, and the opportunity that equestrianism can provide for young people.

World Horse Welfare Trustee Pippa Funnell added: “I thought Enos’ presentation was one of the most moving and inspirational that I had ever heard. The world of equestrian sport needs more people like Enos who persevere through adversity and still find time to bring the sport to the younger generation.”

this is awesome!!!

rainbowcranes:

Growing up, my dad had a rule. “You can’t get a tattoo. If you do, I will make you get it removed. Unless, that is, you join the army and can shoot a seagull in the eye from a mile away, or you have a near-death experience.”
On July 12, 2011, I rode my bicycle to the camp I worked at. On my way home, I rode down a hill, and stopped at the bottom. I looked both ways, and there was no car coming. I started to turn left when I got hit by a car going ~55 miles per hour. I completely shattered the windshield, and when the driver stopped, I was ejected back onto the road. The doctors in the emergency room were absolutely perplexed when I arrived, because they all agreed that I should have died, and they were amazed to release me 4 and a half hours later with only 16 stitches, a concussion, and a chipped tooth. During my recovery, I was angry and confused. A couple if days after my accident, I received cards from my eight year old campers. One of them drew a giant paper crane, and said, “if you fold a thousand paper cranes, you’ll get better”. 
Not being able to read, ride a bicycle, or put stress on my body, I cut up an old sudoku puzzle, went on YouTube, and learned how to make a paper crane. By the end of the day, I had a laundry basket full of black and white paper cranes. I kept making paper cranes, even after I made a thousand, and I ran into a dilemma. What do you do with paper cranes once you’ve made them? A girl in my class had committed suicide the same day I had my accident, and I brought a purple crane to her wake. Her family could not have been happier the moment I presented them with this crane. Something clicked in my head right there. I started giving them to people and hiding them in random places for people to find. I started making art with them, and they became a major part of who I was. 
This tattoo is symbolic of my accident, and could not represent me any better.

rainbowcranes:

Growing up, my dad had a rule. “You can’t get a tattoo. If you do, I will make you get it removed. Unless, that is, you join the army and can shoot a seagull in the eye from a mile away, or you have a near-death experience.”

On July 12, 2011, I rode my bicycle to the camp I worked at. On my way home, I rode down a hill, and stopped at the bottom. I looked both ways, and there was no car coming. I started to turn left when I got hit by a car going ~55 miles per hour. I completely shattered the windshield, and when the driver stopped, I was ejected back onto the road. The doctors in the emergency room were absolutely perplexed when I arrived, because they all agreed that I should have died, and they were amazed to release me 4 and a half hours later with only 16 stitches, a concussion, and a chipped tooth. During my recovery, I was angry and confused. A couple if days after my accident, I received cards from my eight year old campers. One of them drew a giant paper crane, and said, “if you fold a thousand paper cranes, you’ll get better”. 

Not being able to read, ride a bicycle, or put stress on my body, I cut up an old sudoku puzzle, went on YouTube, and learned how to make a paper crane. By the end of the day, I had a laundry basket full of black and white paper cranes. 
I kept making paper cranes, even after I made a thousand, and I ran into a dilemma. What do you do with paper cranes once you’ve made them? A girl in my class had committed suicide the same day I had my accident, and I brought a purple crane to her wake. Her family could not have been happier the moment I presented them with this crane. Something clicked in my head right there. I started giving them to people and hiding them in random places for people to find. I started making art with them, and they became a major part of who I was. 

This tattoo is symbolic of my accident, and could not represent me any better.

stablevertigo:

What I mean when I say “I can’t do that”- Anxiety Version:

  • I am unable to do that
  • I am too stressed out to do that
  • I cannot face the humiliation of attempting to do that
  • My body will physically not allow me to do that
  • I am on the verge of a panic attack
  • I cannot do that

What people hear:

  • I am unwilling to do that
  • I am just shy
  • I am overreacting
  • I am lazy
  • I need to get more experience in social situation to help my anxiety
  • I need a push
  • I don’t want to do that

Inspired by X

dave-stridesu:

blink182andbeyond:

cashcutie:

the story of a man and his unlikely friend

He’s probably from Florida

Florida Man Befriends Trespassing But Friendly Orange

theriderdiaries:

It shocks me sometimes when I realize just how irrelevant horses are to normal people. Like, woah, you DON’T stare at how pretty they are in movies or in a pasture you’re driving by? You DON’T know what a halter is? You don’t contribute at least 10 minutes a day to thinking about OR doing something involved with them?!

But…how.

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