Mr. Pickles and the Oasis

Meet Mr. Pickles. This sad fellow ran away from an unhappy home and ended up inspiring an entire pig rescue project called Oasis Acres Potbelly Pig Foster Home. Sadly Mr. Pickles passed away last week from a bowel obstruction. People in his home town of Hannibal Missouri are still mourning his passing. During his short life, this humble pig has brought much awareness to the plight of domestic pigs and and all that is involved in caring for them and finding them loving homes.

Little pig smiles as she lies on her favorite blanket

Say “Hello” to Rose, another domestic piggie. Her happy smile inspired me.

Pen and ink sketch of a Cairn terrier puppy

Frankly, I do not see the resemblance.

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Pig Quilt
Pig in overalls lunch bag

If you would like to add either of these adorable pig-themed items to your household, then visit Oasis Acres for their raffle! All proceeds go to the care and maintenance of the foster piggies.

Ghosts & Zombies

What do you think the role of ghosts will be during a zombie apocalypse?
What do you mean? Right now, there are a lot of shows on TV about people being bothered by ghosts. Do you think they will still notice them when zombies are all around?
There will be a lot of sudden deaths when the zombies come, so will there be a lot more ghosts? Do you think they would haunt their old homes, or would they haunt their bodies which are still walking around?
I think you need an earlier bedtime.

I ain’t ‘fraid of no ghosts.

(But I think I’ll sleep sitting up with the lights on anyway.)

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ASL Alien Hand Pillow with Galaxies

If you enjoy the idea of having a starry sky in your house, consider adding this fun accent pillow! Across the background of the cosmos a friendly alien hand signs “I love you” in American Sign Language. (Hollywood has taught us that most aliens look humanoid and speak English, so this shouldn’t come as a surprise.)

Alien Hand ASL “I Love You” Pillow is available from my shop L Bowman Studios.

Ohhhh, you can’t say “no”….

Hey Gallagher, are you sure this is how it's done? Of course. They're p'smashios for a reason.

Did you know that pistachios, cashews and mangoes are in the same plant family as poison ivy? Guess why I know this.

Forget pistachios, I’ll just eat shoeberries.

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Dream Our World

If you haven’t had a chance yet, check out Dream Our World. Literally. You can check it out through inter-library loan at your local library! If you would prefer to have your own copy of Dream Our World, you can order one through my shop, L Bowman Studios.

Dog Days of Summer

Never mind finding Waldo…find Toby!

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Bitey and Toby are part of the Dog Days of Summer display at the Glendale Public Library in Arizona! If you happen to be in the area, stop by to Find Bitey & Toby, read a good book or do a fun craft project related to well-known literature

Toby and I are so honored to be part of this display. A big thank you to the wonderful librarians at the library!

Dream Our World

Dream Our World can be borrowed through the inter-library-loan system or purchased through my shop, L Bowman Studios.

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You are being boring so I am going to steal this sock.

Sox on the Beach

Are you wearing socks at the beach? No, that's a tan line.
Nerd!

For heaven’s sake, I go bare-pawed. Why can’t you?

I stopped going barefoot years ago because I always seemed to step on bees. A friend convinced me to try “earthing” to try to connect to the power of the planet through contact. Well, I connected alright – with a bee. I guess it’s back to nerdy socks and shoes.

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L Bowman Studios

Perhaps you have a kitty named Socks and would like her portrait done or have a friend with a birthday coming up and need a unique gift. If so, stop by L Bowman Studios to see examples of pet portraits I have done as well as sizes and pricing.

Pet portraits are also a loving way to pay tribute to a pet who has passed.

Blueberry Muffins

We thought that we’d give him

the gift of a huggin’

so we found us a puffin

all wheezin’ and snufflin’

who said she would help

without chargin’ us nothin’.

She wrapped her wings ’round

and with plenty of huffin’

inadvertently squeezed out

a part of his stuffin’.

It’s only because her nose

was a stuffed ‘un

that saved her from smellin’ those

“blueberry muffins”.

Ha! I bet you were expecting a recipe.

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If you might be interested in a pet portrait for yourself or someone you know, consider visiting L Bowman Studios.

It’s Shoe-Cleaning Time!

Some may know this time of year as Blueberry Season.

Toby taught me not to wear felt-bottomed shoes when I go blueberry picking. That day, he would not let me move until he had cleared every drop of juice from my poor tennies.

There is at least another bucket of berries waiting to be picked and turned into pies. Tomorrow I plan to help them with their collective wish.

OK, the blue I understand. We've been eating blueberries. But what about the yellow?

What? I like to keep things interesting!

A “Brush” With Danger

That's it!  No more pets for me.  What?  I just didn't want to have my fur brushed.
Thanks for ruining things for us Toby.  We would have liked to have a mom like yours.

(I picture the puppy guf much like heaven.)

I can’t seem to go two weeks without a dog bite. This time Toby was fully awake. I was brushing his fur, and he threw a bloody tantrum when I hit a small tangle. I was trying to make things easier for his groomer when he goes for his first appointment, but now she is on her own. I’ve also started shopping for muzzles for Toby – only I am calling them “masks” and pretending they will keep him safe rather than me.

Look, I painted some puppies!

Oh no, wait. I only painted the one on the left. The one on the right is by Sir Edwin Landseer. I had the opportunity to see that picture at the museum a few years ago. Among all of those famous paintings, it was surprising to see something that reminded me of my own. (See? The secret of doing good art stuff is finding something you like and claiming you did it!)

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If you would like a pet portrait of your own, I work in various sizes and mediums. Just contact me a my shop and let me know what you are looking for. L Bowman Studios .

Cargo Shorts

This is not what cargo shorts are for. You don't expect us to carry our own toys, do you?
Dang. Who knew there were such things?

I was always tempted to get those for my dogs so they would have to carry their own stuff. (See how they like hauling around bags of poop for hours!)

Dear Ladies’ Clothing Designers: they’re not really “cargo shorts” if you can’t fit anything in the pockets!

Here is a sketch I did of Toby’s girlfriend from the previous post.

(I’m guessing she’s a half-Malt.)

Handmade olive green tweed cardigan for men.

Is it hotter than blazes outside, but you’re stuck inside with arctic air conditioning? The solution might be a hand knit tweed cardigan! This Olive Green Tweed Cardigan is as cozy as a hug. It is silky soft and is hand knit of a fine merino wool/alpaca/Donnegal tweed yarn. There is no scratchiness or coarseness to this sweater. The mid-weight fabric has a wonderful drape and a comfortable, broken-in look to it already. There is no stiffness as there are with some knits. The sweater is also generously sized to fit comfortably.

Olive Green Tweed Cardigan is available form my shop.


					

Clip Clop. Clip Clop. Bang.

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No, that wasn’t an Amish drive by. That was Fed Ex Ground (formerly known as The Pony Express) delivering my modem.

Over the past week, Toby and I have been visiting friends, drawing pictures and otherwise trying to keep our sanity without the internet. Here are some samples from our week.

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What do you mean a "Reverse Freddy Kreuger"? Like when teenagers fall asleep I do nice things for them?

Update on Toby’s new sleeping arrangements: the little guy has adjusted to the change very well. Now when he gets tired he demands “Biscuit and Bed” and happily runs into his kennel for the night.

In real life, it is Mom who still feels bad.

Toby doing “The Dance of Love” with one of his many lady friends~

Remember The Swimming Hole? This is one of the full-time residents.

Toby tried to eat a bumble bee. Again.

Anyway, that was part of our week. Hope yours was even better!