I will never forget, firstly, my creepy solo viewing of a graphic short video called Mr. Hands in 2005—or, secondly, my viewing, in a large group, of the beautiful and non-graphic documentary film Zoo. Ten years later, Charles Mudede and I revisited Enumclaw, Washington. It struck me as a town that still does and always will love horses. Whether THEY remember you-know-what or not. More photos after the jump…
These racing buggy decals remind me of Michigan and Pennsylvania, and of the Amish. Kelly O
It kind of looks like they’re about to crash into each other? Kelly O
“If everything isn’t black and white, I say ‘Why the hell not?'” —John Wayne Kelly O
Also by John Wayne, “Get off your horse and drink your milk.” Kelly O
Inside the Enumclaw Sales Pavilion, “Every Body Needs Milk.” Kelly O
I wonder if Warpaint Sonny is still around. Kelly O
When I was a little girl, like EVERY OTHER LITTLE GIRL, I wanted a pony for every birthday. Kelly O
My mom, probably like a lot of other moms, said we “could never afford to feed a horse.” Kelly O
This is a coloring book horse (and a coloring book frog) next to a laminated recipe for “caribou goulash.” Kelly O
This horse was for sale for $80 outside an Enumclaw fruit stand. Kelly O
This lady seemed to think about buying it, but passed. Kelly O
This horse wasn’t for sale and also wouldn’t stop eating or look up at me, no matter how many weird clicky noises I made. Kelly O
This is a “lost horse” poster. Is this somehow sadder than a “lost cat” or “lost dog”? Somehow, YES. Kelly O
According to Wikipedia, horse rearing is linked to fright, aggression, excitement, disobedience, or pain. Kelly O
Have you ever ridden a horse when it jumps over something? Is it terrifying. Kelly O
The ceiling of the local farm supply store was also a little terrifying to look at. Kelly O
I wish all horses looked like these. Unbridled and free… Kelly O
… and in wide open spaces. Kelly O
Who needs a horse, when you can ride this? Kelly O
Or this—one of the flashiest show ponies I saw in Enumclaw. Kelly O