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Here I am – savoring Wild West Wednesday … but while I write this post I’m looking at my life in a whole new way. Let’s refer to me as a Spirit – a Ghost.

Virginia City Ghost © Deb Trotter 2010

A sixty year old Ghost … but more about that in a minute.

There are plenty of Ghosts in the West. I like them. The famous lawmen and outlaws. The gutsy women who helped shape the West. And the long forgotten travelers who fell in love with Wyoming and stayed.

Ghost Hills ©Deb Trotter

All you have to do is step into a Cabin frequented by the Wild Bunch … hang around the Rodeo grounds late at night when the crowd is gone … bathe in the silence and watch the Mule Deer grazing in your back yard.

With the passion I feel for Wyoming, you’d think I would be totally content. Don’t get me wrong … I’m happy to be an artist who imagines all the possibilities and opportunities waiting around the bend . I’m also beginning to realize that I must seize every moment with passion … and reverence.

I need to remember who I once was. How I got here. The people who have disappeared from my world … just like John Wayne, calmly riding off into the sunset. You know his soul is still out there somewhere.

I want the soul of a Ghost – a Spirit who can drift and seep into everything.

Drift and seep into verything I create – or imagine creating: Every crisp morning. Every sunset. Every Cowboy at the Rodeo. Every Cowgirl whether she lives on a ranch – or is a classy Cowgirl At Heart in every way possible.

(That would be me -the Cowgirl At Heart … Deb Trotter, Cowboy’s Sweetheart – exploring in Montana and snappin’ a shot of antique, wavy glass. And thinkin … “An original, real Cowgirl once stood here.).

Ghost in the Glass © Deb Trotter (more…)

In my last Wild West Wednesday post I mentioned a little video was in the works that would take my inspiration photos one step further.

So, here it is – in two versions.

  • Version #1 was created in a sepia-old film theme. Just because I like sepia … it reminds me of Wyoming … primitive and worn.
  • Version #2 was revised at the request of my husband. To quote John: “Why does it look like it has lines in it?  What happened to the color?  Why does it look sort of sad?” (Sometimes a gal just wants her man to be happy – even thought she ain’t really changing her ways)

Put on yer boots, don that Cowboy hat, grab some Cowgirl Attitude, and join me.  We’re heading down to the Southfork of the Shoshoni River – right past Castle Rock – and into the the land where the deer and the antelope (and horses and cows) play

(Note: Copyright-free music has been added to this video to give it that “Wild West – Down Home” flavor. So if music drives you batty -it does me, sometimes – scroll to the bottom of the You Tube screen and adjust the sound … or turn it off completely before you watch.)

I’d love any comments on which version you like best – or just talk to me, pardner.

Happy Trails!

Deb Trotter ~ Cowboy’s Sweetheart Artist

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I’ve heard other artists say that if you need inspiration you should get out and explore a bit. Find the beauty in the small things.

Yea … I can do that. I can search for tiny little miracles like the shape of a snowflake or the refleciton of a tree in a puddle. (Well, if I can find a puddle. Not very likely in high desert country.)

Or … I can ride out to the Southfork of the Shoshoni River. I don’t look for little things there.

I just let big Wyoming country swallow me up until I’m so inspired I can’t wait to get home. Armed with wonderful photos like this one, I can crank it out, pardner.

I also dig the animals out here. Allow me to introduce …

Scruffy

Balky

Jiggy Poo (I see you!)

Adhiambo (“a girl born in the late afternoon”)

I’ve got enough inspiration to last a whole year … and I’ve barely touched the surface.

This little glimpse of my world is actually a look into my soul. It’s why I love what I do – why I DO what I do.

A nice little video is in the works about my world. Stay tuned, pardner.

Now, get out of the house and find your own inspiration!

Happy Trails!

Deb Trotter ~ Cowboy’s Sweetheart Artist



“Fastidious” ~ © Deb Trotter, Cowboy’s Sweetheart (pictured, from the top, Left to right – Doc Holliday, Bat Masterson, Wyatt Earp. Center [full figure] – Mr. Somebody – a potential candidate for GQ … Old West Style.)

Look at the tagline for GQ Magazine, and you’ll see “Look Sharp. Live Smart.”

Now, imagine it’s 1881. You’re GQ’s editor. You need a man … someone who embodies that description … to feature on the front cover.

You’re looking for a sharp dresser. A man of confidence. A man with some notoriety. A man who’ll illicit a strong reaction – positive, negative – or both (which is even better).

Women will adore him. Men will either really like him or really, really hate him. He’ll be much too acclaimed for it to matter either way – nor will he care.

This is, after all – a man who lives by his own rules.

Immediately, you know who you want … John Henry Holliday – better known as “Doc Holliday.”

You’ve got a winner. I’ll bet ya the magazine sells out in less than a week.

However, if Doc is indisposed (tuberculosis can do that to a guy), you have some other fine choices. Wyatt Earp or Bat Masterson would work just fine. All three were fastidious dressers.

But you could safely say that Doc Holliday was the best dressed of them all … the wild west “master of meticulous.” As folks were want to say years ago, Doc “cut a fine figure.”

Doc adhered to painstaking grooming of his hair and moustache. Two of his standard trademarks were a cane – which he needed for walking due to lung disease – and a diamond stick pin which he proudly wore with a tie.

In Karen Holliday Tanner’s book, Doc Holliday – A Family Portrait, you’ll read that his long time companion, Big Nose Kate called Doc “… a handsome man. A gentleman in manners to the ladies … He was a neat dresser and saw to it that his wife was dressed as nicely as himself.” (more…)

I’ve always been a bit of a wanderer.

Just like the Cowgirls of the Wild West – I have a hankering to follow a new trail every now and then.

But I always love to come back home. The older I get, the more I love to curl up at night with a nice glass of wine or a steamy cup of coffee. Take off my boots – put up my feet – and escape for an hour or so with a good book or my laptop.

Last night I happened upon a post at Houzz.Com called, “Home Design Ideas For The Cowgirl At Heart.”

I love the minimalist, contemporary approach on the modern Cowgirl theme – especially this bedroom! Carefree, kick back, and so EASY to maintain. But the best part is the vintage cowboy photos displayed in the old window panes. I mean, how COOL is that?

Cowgirls from the Old West would consider these sparse furnishings a luxury.

In fact, to many a Cowgirl – a ramshackle cabin or an abandoned shack was a nice place to call home.

I created “A Cowgirl Dreams Of Home” with this theme in mind.

I’d been holding onto the Cowgirl image for years – waiting until inspiration came to call. Her dreamy, serious expression has always appealed to me.

I wonder if, perhaps, she was dreaming of home. The dry crackle of wheat on the plains – or the lush grass of Montana in the spring, growing freely on a hill.

And one little, shingled hut with a broken pane of glass – just waiting for someone like her to settle down. Just in time for the wildflowers to appear.

Filters in photoshop … one of my favorite methods for creating depth and atmosphere … perfectly intensify the Cowgirl’s distant illusion of coming home.

Do you have memories of home? Is your wild spirit yearning for that special place to call your own – or are you already living your dream?

Just like the cowgirl in this artwork – I’m dreaming of my own little hide-away. Perhaps somewhere in the Southwest. Or a little jewel of a cabin by the river where I can watch the bears play.

Maybe some day …

Happy Trails!

Deb Trotter ~ Cowboy’s Sweetheart Artist


“Cherished art becomes a portal through which we may enter the Universe… a glimpse, a sliver, a hint of our very own heaven.”

~ David Rodman Johnson

I have a nice collection of art from fellow artists and friends. Many pieces were gifts. Others were purchased with a joyous heart.

But none of the art in my collection is as dear (or as meaningful) to me as the “scribble-art” my husband, John, has presented to me over the years.

Yesterday, I received my 21st, “original John Trotter” Annual Mother’s Day Card.

Never mind that half of my body appears to be missing – or that, as Oprah would say, “The girls are headed south.”

Everything I want to know about my family is right there, inside John’s card.

There’s Arwen, our Wire-Haired-Pointing-Griffon on the right. Elmo, our little Shi Tzu, in his favorite ‘bed’ next to my chair. And in the back is our son, Whit – the major love of our life – in his graduation cap, complete with tassle. (I don’t imagine he’ll be graduating in his Casper College tshirt, although he’d like that).

John is a lot more creative than I give him credit for. He notices so many “little things” I would have never imagined he’d see …

Whit’s hand in mine. My hand on Arwen’s head. Elmo, so safely secure in that silly little velour dog bed.

Over the past 24 years I have collected 50 ‘original John Trotter’ cards … an art collection that a friend jokingly refers to as, “both worthless and priceless.”

I always laugh, “Worthless to YOU. Priceless to me.”

What part of your “very own heaven” is represented in your art collection? Is one of those pieces “Priceless” to you alone?

Share with us by leaving a comment … or, blog about your own “Priceless” art.

Happy Trails!

Deb Trotter ~ Cowboy’s Sweetheart Artist

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