The other night I went to another rodeo. About halfway through, the lights dimmed down and a spotlight came up on a rider who came into the arena holding a weird orange pole. I was really confused by it. And then, he and his horse started… dancing, for lack of a better word. Twisting, spinning in the darkness with the spotlight fixed upon them. It was one of the most beautiful things I’ve seen in a long time. I have no idea what the rider’s name is, what the horse’s name is, or what their art form is called. (Closest thing I can think of is dressage, but I’m pretty positive that’s not what this is called.)
This photo really does capture the essence of what they were doing. I wasn’t really sure how I felt about the SUPER bright orange, and tried editing it out and turning the color down, but I liked the original photo better when it was all said and done. I love the contrast of the shadows and highlights.