I've finished my little lost waif girl whose horsie passed on. Here she sits, as sad as can be, holding a little horse. She's bandaged it's left leg too, just like her real one. Her eyes are sad and red from crying. She's not slept in so very long. Maybe one day she'll find peace with her loss.
Normally I would've painted more contrast between her dress and the horse she holds, but I wanted to paint it dark. Her hat is sewn from dark brown velvet, and has a silver heart over the brim. I cried when I put the cheesecloth bandage on the leg. Truly heartbreaking.