At home, we were three horses—spirited, strong-willed, unyielding. My parents, both Water Horses, steady yet fierce in their own ways. And me, a Fire Horse—fiery, defiant, passionate. We kicked and clashed, not out of hate but out of love, frustration, and the untamed bond only family knows. Every argument, every moment of silence, was a form of connection. That was our dance—raw and real.

My father passed away tragically, a loss marked not only by grief but by complexity. His end came through his own choices, and though he wasn’t always the father I needed, I still miss him. Not because he was perfect—he wasn’t. But because he was mine.

What he could not give, I came to understand through another kind of fatherhood—the unconditional love of our Heavenly Father. A love that doesn't wait for perfection. A love that reaches even when we don't reach back. It is through that divine example that I’ve come to understand what forgiveness and grace truly mean.

In remembering my earthly father, I don't erase his flaws—I hold them with compassion. Just as I hold our chaotic love. Like three wild horses in a field—sometimes charging, sometimes grazing side by side.

“Three Horses” is a symbolic portrait of family, conflict, and enduring connection. Against a vivid crimson backdrop—raw, emotional, and alive—three horses charge forward, each distinct in color and energy. The black horse, fierce and shadowed; the white horse, luminous and centered; and the brown horse, grounded and strong. Together, they represent a trio bound by blood and spirit: father, mother, and child.

Each horse carries its own force—clashing, running, perhaps even kicking—but always moving in unison. Their motion suggests both struggle and unity, echoing the complexities of familial love: the arguments, the tenderness, the silence, the reconciliation. It is a love that isn’t perfect, but real.

The central white horse becomes the axis of memory and meaning—a tribute to the artist’s father, now departed, yet still running alongside in spirit. Though he was flawed, his presence continues to shape the emotional terrain of the family. The painting also reflects a deeper spiritual revelation: that the love we longed for from our earthly fathers can be more fully understood through the unconditional love of our Heavenly Father.

“Three Horses” is more than a scene—it is a gallop through grief, love, and healing. A visual testament to the pain we carry, the bonds we can’t break, and the divine grace that helps us make sense of it all.