Ever since the sixties, I've been in love with the Marlboro Man (photo courtesy of the Phillip Morris archives), and those who have bought my CD have heard my song about this love affair. Never having been a smoker, I still would prefer to see TV ads and billboards featuring this rugged western man rather than those geeks hawking cell phones. Perhaps that is the reason why I have a certain affinity for cowgirl boots. I seem to be collecting them the way a certain friend of mine, my bandmate, collects guitars. (I think he has more money to spend than I do!)
Here's my latest painting... a tribute to Cowgirls.
And here's my newest pair of boots, Ariats which arrived in the post just a few days ago.
Thank goodness my husband, a rugged and grizzled man in his own right, minus the cigarettes, finds my cowgirl boots sexy!
