#horserace

[postcard-from-the-past]

Grandstand on the horserace field in Saigon, modern-day Ho Chi Minh City, Vietnam

French vintage postcard

[atacim]

Ok, so after finishing Stone Ocean I started reading Steel Ball Run and I remember the 2004 Viggo Mortensen's film Hidalgo, which also involved a horse race, so I looked it up on Wikipedia and... ...not only does Hidalgo take place in the same year as SBR, but aaaalso LOOK AT THE DIRECTOR NAME:

[bunadimineata2023]

Horse Racing, 3yo Horses - GoPro - Pride of Pomorye 2024

[testinggreatlakes]

The 22 yr. old jokey Frank Hayes, he had never won a race before, holds a macabre record, even if it doesn't correspond to a "Darwin Award". He is the only horse jockey who died during a competition, remained in the saddle, and so he won the race. STRANGE - BUT TRUE!!

[sillylotrpolls]

I've been trying to avoid "horserace" commentary on these polls because, well, is that really anything you need on your dash daily? But I cannot get over Bill the Pony's continued improvement (currently first!) Meanwhile, while the last to get a vote, Merry is currently sitting at double Pippin's tally. Gandalf languishes.

The most basic of basic LotR polls.

[jhara-ivez]

questions. I want to do this as linoprint.

[stall-valentino]

Feel the power, feel the adrenaline

Imagine hurtling at over 60 kilometers per hour on an animal weighing 545 kilograms of pure muscle, with a mind of its own. It sounds like a suicide mission, doesn’t it? “Hold him tight to the railing in the corners and let him stretch on the straights!” Matthew’s voice crackled through the earpiece. Jockey Emanuel, new to Stall Valentino, was perched on Fig, a powerful thoroughbred. Emanuel had a lineage steeped in horse racing: his grandfather trained racing horses, and his mother selected the broodmares and paired the future offspring. Thoroughbreds coursed through his veins, leaving him no choice but to follow the family tradition. Short and lightweight, Emanuel was the ideal training jockey. He might not compete in races, but his skill was invaluable for training young horses and keeping them in peak condition. “Fig prefers you don’t get in his way!” Matthew added, eyes fixed on the timer in his hand, counting seconds, measuring distance, waiting for Fig to blaze past his mark. Emanuel tightened his grip on the reins, feeling Fig’s powerful muscles bunch and release beneath him. The wind whipped past his face, and the pounding of hooves resonated through his body. Every fiber of his being was tuned to the rhythm of the horse, the synergy between rider and beast.

[7:37 PM]As they approached the first corner, Emanuel leaned into Fig, guiding him with a delicate touch. The horse responded seamlessly, hugging the rail with the grace of a seasoned dancer. Then came the straightaway, and Emanuel loosened the reins, letting Fig stretch out. The sensation was electrifying, a blend of speed, power, and raw energy. Emanuel’s heart raced, matching the thunderous beat of Fig’s hooves. He could feel the horse’s spirit, a fierce, untamed force that demanded respect and trust. They flew down the track, a blur of motion and adrenaline. In those moments, Emanuel wasn’t just a jockey; he was part of something greater. The lineage, the training, the hours spent understanding each horse—all culminated in this breathtaking dance of speed and precision. Matthew watched as Fig and Emanuel soared past his point, a smile of satisfaction playing on his lips. The young jockey was proving his worth, melding perfectly with the spirited thoroughbred. As they slowed down, Emanuel patted Fig’s neck, whispering words of encouragement. The horse snorted, steam rising from his flanks, eyes bright with the thrill of the run. Emanuel dismounted, his legs shaky but his spirit soaring. He had found his place among the thoroughbreds, continuing a legacy that was etched in his very bones. Stall Valentino was more than a stable; it was home, and he was ready to embrace every challenge it brought.

[jaycookie]

Banamichi Sonora

Septiembre 2023

[postcard-from-the-past]

Grandstand on the horserace field in Saigon, modern-day Ho Chi Minh City, Vietnam

French vintage postcard

[spiderziege]

The ocs in your recent post are so cool!! Have you ever talked abt them? What’s their story?

thank you! i havent talked about them and tbh theyre not exactly developed lol i just wanted to doodle something. the basic worldbuilding is like. a fantasy land where a part of the world has been. corrupted i guess? taken over by some sort of evil force so that now its mostly abandoned in sort of a post-apocalyptic way. but the rest of the world is fine. and every few years theres like. this tournament where people try to travel across this corrupted land on horseback. like a long-distance race. which is very dangerous and theres a big prize money

and its about a group of people who all take part in this for one reason or another. the two lads on the horses are doing it for the prize money and also cause theyre on the run and nobodys gonna follow them there, the one working on the robot has sort of psychic visions about it so she wants to go, and then the last three who i havent drawn yet are a princess whos looking for her brother (he took part in the tournament before and never returned) and two of her guards

[bunadimineata2023]

Race of older trotters - Pride of Pomorye 2024

[davidnajewiczphotography]

More from Churchill Downs - some fine millinery....and that drink looks like mint julep... who knows how this ends

[belioness]

thinking about the fact people probably see rebecca as someone who loathes anything to do with dirt / woodland / hiking etc mostly because of how meticulous she is about her appearance (which would quietly irk the shit out of her given the stereotype), when the reality is she literally grew up in a county covered in greenery. given what little the show did say about paul, he probably adored the rural parts of surrey / brought rebecca with him to the gardens n wherever else as a kid the same way going on outings with him and deborah probably helped shape other parts of her.