Some months ago I started painting what I call mousels, wee little field mice in various adventures. In some pieces I will add other animals, usually painted on antique pieces. Each finished piece also comes with a short story. They have become very popular and I recieve orders daily for a personal little mousel and story.
This particular piece is painted on a reclaimed piece of antique lumber from an old mantel.
Just finished up....have to read the story first to understand the painting.... Horace Hepplewhite was a very wise owl, a Great Horned Owl to be specific....and he frequented the old barn on the back of the property of old man Amesbury. Now, although Horace was a grand specimen of an owl...if ever there was one....he had one slight, ever, ever, ever so tiny problem.....he was a vegetarian. And on top of that....his best friend was a little field mouse named Graeme Downthistle. Now, he couldn't let the other owls know that he didn't eat m i c e.... and certainly not that his best friend was a m o u s e..... so they pretty much stayed to themselves. He did enjoy his bugs though....big juicy ones...that snapped, crackled, and popped as he munched on them...which made Graeme squirm. But they both enjoyed strawberries immensely and they grew all around the barn as if planted there long ago. Graeme would pick them and carry up to the loft in his little sack made from a shirt pocket. So Horace would stand in the loft of the old barn, leering ever so "owlishly" through the gap in the door, with his friend by his side....out of sight to those flying near. Who would have thought...
