Space Proposal

As I wrote in class, I am fairly certain that I will am going to use the barn that the TCU Equestrian team rides at for my pubic space. This barn is hidden outside of Mansfield Texas and has about the same emotional appeal to a horseback rider as a deflated football would have to Tony Romo. In most of the team members opinions, the barn is in chaos and is a complete disaster.
We currently board probably twenty horses at Fieldstone and I live in constant fear for their safety. First, they don’t even have enough stalls, so each horse has to share a stall with another horse. One horse will get it during the day, and the other will get it during the night. This can lead to many problems like the transmitting of diseases. I also can’t quite tell if they are actually feeding our horses or not because they all have seemed to drop an average of fifty pounds over the year.
The owner of the barn also doesn’t seem to like us too much and seems highly annoyed by our presence there. I feel like she thinks the girls are too snooty. This may be true, I myself even admit to turning up my nose to the way the business is being run. However, our attitudes usually have cause, if they aren’t jumping horses that are lame, then one of our horses is lost, or we can’t ride because they have chosen to water the arena right after a large rain storm has just occurred. For instance today, I spent most likely thirty minutes trying to locate one of our horses. The mare was supposed to be in her stall, considering she gets turned out at night, but she was of course mistaken for another and was off in a foreign pasture.
The pastures that the our horses are supposed to be turned out in, supposed being the key word, are actually not too terrible. However many of the other pastures are completely filled with debris. One time, my coach, actually had to untangle one of the owners ponies from a trash heap that it was trapped in. Also, many of them are enclosed by a simple hot wire, that I have never actually seen on. The horses could easily escape, which some have, and marched out to the highway that runs in front of the barn.
However, I seem to have a clearly very one sided opinion of Fieldstone. Besides the team, there are many other borders that keep their horses at Fieldstone and also take riding lessons from the owner. And even though I can never imagine stabling my horse at the location, there is something that seems to appeal to those who do. I plan to go out there at many different hours and observe the array of people that spend their time riding at this barn, and maybe after observing them, I will have a better understanding of the barn and its borders.