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The Vaquero Art of Paul Sollosy: Lest We Forget.


American West artist Paul Sollosy spent his life creating art that represented the horses, ranches and cowboys he’d been around his entire life. As revered as the underground artist was, he was never represented in a gallery.

TailingTailing, ink and pen, by Paul Sollosy. Courtesy of the Sollosy family.

By William Reynolds
February 12, 2018

There is something about riding out in the early morning. The smells and light are special that time of day, as there is a crispness that seems to amplify the senses. The only sounds are the songs of morning birds and the music of spur rowels and rein chains. During his 101 years, working cowboy artist Paul R. Sollosy had experienced many a morning long trot to the works. For more than 60 years he was dedicated to depicting the life of the cowboy in his art, mostly subjects from his own experience — the outfits, the horses, and the cowboys he had worked with all his life. He was one of the most “quietly collected” artists of the American West and was never represented by a gallery.

Sollosypainting Paul Sollosy working on Vaquero Fun in 2008 when was 97 years old. Photo by Blaine McIntyre.

Born in 1911, native Californian Sollosy began cowboying in 1926 in the Simi Valley area of Southern California. Back then it was ranching country, and Sollosy found work at a number of ranches in the region. Later he went to work in Los Alamos, a tiny Western town in the heart of central California’s Santa Barbara County. On those Southern and Central California ranchos, Sollosy met and befriended many working vaqueros, who shared with him their time-woven expertise with cattle and horses. He learned the ways of the bridle horse, long reata and spade bit. For a young cowboy, it was an apprenticeship with living history.

SkilledLaborSkilled Labor, oil on board, by Paul Sollosy. Courtesy of the Sollosy family.

“I started to sketch and draw on anything I could find,” Sollosy told me back 2007, from his comfortable little place in Tucson, “old cardboard boxes, anything.” It was this beginning that focused his life path. He had always loved the work of Charles Russell and Edward Borein because they cared that the scene was right and could have actually happened as they portrayed it. Authenticity was the hallmark of Sollosy’s art. “My work is mostly about where I’ve been and what I’ve seen,” he said. “The cowboys and horses I paint were all part of my life. They were important and I wanted to remember them right.”

Paul Sollosy Paul Sollosy at his home in Tucson, Arizona, at age 100. Photo by Jay Dusard.

And right they are: Few artists have depicted proper horse conformation, headset and gear as accurately as Sollosy. It was a skill honed mostly from time and observation. Principally self-taught, he spent a short time in art school in Los Angeles, but his life-drawing instructors couldn’t keep him directed on the models. He kept drawing horses on the edges of his paper. Such was his single-mindedness that his mother managed to arrange a meeting in Los Angeles, California, between her young son and one of his powerful influences, cowboy artist and writer Will James. L.A. proved good for the developing artist. Sollosy found work to support the time needed to grow his art skills. In the ’30s, he worked for a number of different saddle shops, including Litchenberger-Ferguson and Hollywood Saddlery in Los Angeles, and later Jedlicka’s Saddlery in Santa Barbara.

BestNotBest Not, watercolor, by Paul Sollosy. Courtesy of the Sollosy family.

Every job proved another opportunity to apply what he had learned to his paintings and drawings. The ’30s were a golden time for the romanticized cowboy in Hollywood. But Sollosy’s life was real cowboying, and he worked around the West until 1967, when he finally decided to make his art his life’s work. He rode until the age of 86, but the great horses and the big gathers inhabited his dreams, and so Sollosy continued to paint and draw the best parts of his life — from memory. “I rode some great horses and with some really good hands,” he remembered. “Most of them are gone now but not the memories. And I’ll keep at it as long as I can.”

And he did, right up to the end. Paul Sollosy passed away at 101 in San Diego California in 2012.

ScatteringScattering the Riders, oil on board, by Paul Sollosy. Courtesy of the Sollosy family.

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