Susan Eyer-Anderson Artist Biography

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Susan Eyer-Anderson

I was born in Los Angeles and raised in Tustin, Ca…Southern California when it was more rural and full of the intoxicating scent of orange blossoms for a good part of the year.

My art education was more unconventional than most, in that I have had no formal training whatsoever (other than art classes in high school)….instead was raised by two artists that were Art Center graduates and taught me everything I know so far.

When I was a child, my father worked as a commercial artist in a very stressful and thankless environment during the week. He would come home understandably moody and tired, and on the weekends would disappear into the garage for hours to seek solitude and solace. The garage  was basically an art studio. I never saw a car in it, just the occasional lawnmower. He had fashioned an entire wall as an easel and would oil paint there for hours (mainly sea-scapes). My siblings would stay out of there, but I was fascinated by his painting and would sneak in there and watch him, knowing that he really did want his quiet, but I couldn’t help it. Once he realized that I wasn’t going anywhere,  (and was keeping quiet), he would set up a small canvas and thus I started my education.

Obviously, I like realism, but the subject matter, composition, contrast etc. must speak out, must have soul or touch another person, or it is simply an exercise in rendering.

As I grew up and watched my parents struggle with commercial art deadlines and headaches, I chose a different path and became a veterinarian. I graduated from Washington State University College of Veterinary Medicine in 1990, and have been practicing ever since.

But I never stopped painting. Any art that I have done is in private collection, including one piece that belonged to Ronald Reagan.

I am drawn to and paint the American Mustang.  The American Mustang is in the center of a controversial and dangerous predicament in that they are managed by the government and their numbers double every four years. There is not enough feed and land to house them, and therefore they are rounded up, adopted out, or even slaughtered to maintain the numbers. My husband and I have adopted two of them, and love them deeply.

The first Mustang I painted was a stallion named Mesteno. He is long gone now, but was discovered with his herd in Eastern Oregon in the early 70s, and was found to be related to horses left from Spanish Conquistadors, a blood line thought extinct until then. “Mesteno” means “Untamed” in Spanish.

As I started to paint Mesteno, I was having a really tough time capturing him on the canvass. He was fighting me, I could feel it. But he finally allowed me to capture him, if I would tell his story.

I hope his story touches you as much as it touches me.