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The Wise Women Oracle has been unfolding for over a decade — shaped through lived experience, community, and feminine wisdom.Now, the original paintings are...
Collection: Horse / Equine Art- Originals and Prints
THE FIRE HORSE: A RETURN TO THE WILD SELF
The Fire Horse is a remembering.
A return to instinct, courage, and embodied truth.
This collection honours the wild self beneath responsibility and routine,
the part of us that listens deeply, moves in rhythm, and trusts its own timing.
Not urgency. Not force. But alignment.
About This Collection
My connection with horses began long before I had words for it. When I was three years old, my parents bought my sister and me a rocking horse. It had thick brown hair, just like a real horse. We spent countless hours riding it, imagining entire worlds together. One night, my mother heard creaking in the middle of the dark and found me riding it while the house slept, already unable to be separated from the feeling of movement, rhythm, and connection.
From then on, horses lived everywhere in my world. I drew them endlessly. I still remember the pride I felt making a hand-drawn plate in primary school with a bright yellow horse, a small but powerful declaration of love. On many weekends, my father would drive us two hours, from Melbourne to Rye so we could ride horses through the bush. I felt deeply bonded to these majestic beings and nature. My heart would swell with joy and awe. As children, we told our parents we would one day own a stud farm.
Life, of course, unfolded differently. I grew up, became serious, responsible, and devoted to work and family. In many ways, I became a workhorse myself — steady, reliable, giving my energy generously, sometimes too generously. At times, I lived like a racehorse, running hard for others, disconnected from my own rhythm. Eventually, something in me needed to return.
Art became the path back — and horses became the language. Painting them allowed me to remember who I was beneath the roles, expectations, and pace of adulthood. Through horses, I reconnected with instinct, embodiment, and a quieter, truer strength.
I am not the owner of a stud farm — not in the way my childhood imagined. But I remain deeply moved by wild horses, by their medicine, and by the healing presence they offer through equine therapy and symbolic connection. They continue to teach me about sensitivity, freedom, community, and trust.
The Fire Horse: A Return to the Wild Self is both a personal journey and a universal one — a reminder that the parts of us we loved most were never lost. They were simply waiting for us to come home.
— Popi Iatrou
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