This particular series is based upon childhood memories of long automobile trips. Every year my family would travel from our home in Los Angeles to visit my grandparents in southern Idaho. We would leave in the early morning hours, and drive straight through in one very long day. As the light changed across the basin and range of Nevada, I would imagine the hills to be slumbering beasts, and that our passing would awaken them to gallop alongside us until we out-paced them. In more recent years while saddling my own real-life horse, I was struck by the similarity in form between my horse’s back and the hills across our valley, and from that passing observation this series evolved.