tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55479609073085375632023-11-16T02:41:52.655-08:00Your Studio MascotA place for our mascots to be showcased and adored.CREATIVEGoddesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02245772449616980897noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547960907308537563.post-47924250038291468832009-08-28T19:49:00.000-07:002009-09-18T12:51:49.536-07:00Sharon Himes YSM: BuffyCatBuffy came to us the usual way -as a kitten. She heard there was a vacancy in our part of the woods and one afternoon when I was weeding the garden, I heard what I thought was a catbird. <br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/35936113@N03/3404776506/" linkindex="150" title="BuffyCat by sharonhimes, on Flickr"><img alt="BuffyCat" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3559/3404776506_fa7e99190e.jpg" width="350" /></a><br /><br />Such a tiny high chirping mew! A small gray cat with white and tan markings came dancing up to and demanded to be adopted! She is very affectionate and social but shy around strangers and at the sound of barking dogs or noisy lawnmowers, she will disappear under the shed or any of a dozen hiding places.<br /><br />Buffy is an in and out cat, having spent some part of her kittenhood on her own. We have had her for three years but her voice is still high and operatic, especially when she 'sings' to ask to go up in the attic where she likes to nap some afternoons. She has 3 acres of forest to patrol in the evening and occasionally collects small rodents or brings other presents for me to use as subjects in my nature paintings.<br /><br />If I am working on the computer she climbs up to the monitor to check the work and if I'm in the studio, she will stop by to sniff all the corners or lay on the corner of the drawing table. <br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/35936113@N03/3326623206/" linkindex="151" title="IMG_0398 by sharonhimes, on Flickr"><img alt="IMG_0398" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3582/3326623206_335822c750.jpg" width="350" /></a><br /><br />Buffy comes to me to be brushed, petted and snuggled and she runs off to find my husband, Larry, when she wants a buddy to play with outside. Every afternoon they walk together along the back nature trail and Buffy sometimes allows me to tag along if I don't disrupt her routine. <br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/35936113@N03/3404776514/" linkindex="152" title="BuffyCat by sharonhimes, on Flickr"><img alt="BuffyCat" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3597/3404776514_9cfffd9a76.jpg" width="350" /></a><br /><br /><br />Sharon Himes<br /><a href="http://www.sharonhimes.com">sharonhimes.com</a><br />Twitter: @sharonartistCREATIVEGoddesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02245772449616980897noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547960907308537563.post-52974133832523860552009-06-18T14:42:00.000-07:002009-06-18T14:43:18.269-07:00Kari Lonning YSM: EmmaEmma, Old English Sheepdog, 4yrs young.<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgPHwN6XxAlPV2jFVtRvHRzFysVG5b1QCAdJ2Z1XtbQ2eZM6Q7eQJiezmHzG-tOVDuS9adv9mo-ua1XEnnifOoHhjTQ8zwWJKcLB8DG8glj7vTO29FATMm8LTZxlERDguEJIPwyvVdbWRA/s1600-h/emma.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgPHwN6XxAlPV2jFVtRvHRzFysVG5b1QCAdJ2Z1XtbQ2eZM6Q7eQJiezmHzG-tOVDuS9adv9mo-ua1XEnnifOoHhjTQ8zwWJKcLB8DG8glj7vTO29FATMm8LTZxlERDguEJIPwyvVdbWRA/s320/emma.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><br />Emma's an endearing, enthusiastic, extrovert, but is glued to me during thunder storms.<br /><br />She loves to play tug of war, but is very gentle at it. If I let go of the sock or toy, she gives it back to me, so we can continue! She doesn't care about "winning."<br /><br /><br />Kari Lonning<br /><a href="http://www.karilonning.com/">www.karilonning.com</a>CREATIVEGoddesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02245772449616980897noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547960907308537563.post-39182696947765559082009-04-15T09:31:00.000-07:002009-04-15T09:41:10.155-07:00Melissa Walker YSM: LocutisThis is my fat boy Locutis. He's had quite an interesting life so far. Here is the "nutshell" version.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRKb36RRkmO4VhRxLsvpwGRK5vvdjkJi37HPCCrI996Ll1UDG93bBCaLFvS-Gi7h8Zv3CcVmImSioClzJRIEkIa-jWuD4BLbh9LtDln7WfgYE7__jZoJhgakXSLfUl0fTwmPSVXvSrDQ8V/s1600-h/LocintheBox.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 360px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRKb36RRkmO4VhRxLsvpwGRK5vvdjkJi37HPCCrI996Ll1UDG93bBCaLFvS-Gi7h8Zv3CcVmImSioClzJRIEkIa-jWuD4BLbh9LtDln7WfgYE7__jZoJhgakXSLfUl0fTwmPSVXvSrDQ8V/s320/LocintheBox.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324958555586537506" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Locutis was our boy, picked out of a bunch of farm kitties because he was the loudest most obnoxious one. We got him at a hard time in our life as just about 5 or 6 months before we had lost our first child, a boy, in death. We didn't get Loc to be a replacement but he did fill a need to love a small one, even if our other cats weren't impressed at the time. That was 13 years ago. About 5 years ago he developed a tumor on his back, which we went into great debt to have removed. The vet that did the surgury did a "dirty cut" and when it grew back we were told it was an agressive cancer and he wouldn't survive another year. We decided to let him go outside (which he was always trying to do) to explore for his last few months. Our neighbors stole him a few weeks later (technically, they took him to the humane society-in a different county-and adopted him).<br /><br />The humane society vet operated on him again, not knowing his history, and Locutis ended up living (as you can see) but with the neighbor, for about 3 years. They kept him locked in too, but whenever he would escape he'd come straight home. When we moved we paid them the adoption fees and brought him with us. I guess its good they took him in a way, because we had taken him to 3 or 4 Drs. who couldn't seem to help him and we couldn't afford any more. The humane society vet did the surgery right and no one got charged $2000 for it. But we sure did miss him when he was away.<br /><br />While my two tiny dogs are often at my feet when I'm at my desk, that's only because I have a heater there, but Loc is the one to come and just hang out. Usually in my photo booth. He's really a good boy (mostly!) and I'm very happy to have him back.<br /><br />Melissa Walker<br />www.tweedlepox.etsy.com<br />http://tweedlepox.blogspot.comCREATIVEGoddesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02245772449616980897noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547960907308537563.post-14795142883044656162009-02-06T11:05:00.000-08:002009-02-06T11:09:55.378-08:00SuSan SoRreLL YSM: Whoopi DoodleShe hangs out with me at my studio which is "double barrel shot gun shack".<br />
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sorrell@creativechick.comCREATIVEGoddesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02245772449616980897noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547960907308537563.post-74323716704497714942009-01-22T06:39:00.000-08:002009-01-22T06:49:26.389-08:00Allison Leigh Smith YSM: ScoutI have three Russian Dwarf Hamsters. I adore them. They live in their expansive multi level habitrail on my desk. They are lovely company for me while I paint. This is Scout.<br />
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allison@allisonleighsmith.comCREATIVEGoddesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02245772449616980897noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547960907308537563.post-39063554806999469442008-09-15T18:51:00.000-07:002008-09-16T05:41:12.498-07:00Susan Donley YSM: RosieMy name is Rosie. I'm the Official Studio Poodle at PetsPictured.com, where my mom is the Official Studio Artist. She met you on Twitter and saw your invitation to Your Studio Mascot and suggested I apply for membership. Here is my Official Portrait:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjao4kb4lvoHxjNav0YudCyVT1HLDNalIN-jovudROuNsMYIjnDjlOlRfXDWRV3v56h4J1ibrOv49IkKLAW59EtOsvihyIquyK14Sa-wAzglkbVzS-F54FIw4FVrcYllsJhLUjFbwUwIdJQ/s1600-h/rosie_graphite.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjao4kb4lvoHxjNav0YudCyVT1HLDNalIN-jovudROuNsMYIjnDjlOlRfXDWRV3v56h4J1ibrOv49IkKLAW59EtOsvihyIquyK14Sa-wAzglkbVzS-F54FIw4FVrcYllsJhLUjFbwUwIdJQ/s320/rosie_graphite.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246433688850541618" border="1" /></a>Being an Official Studio Poodle is hard work. It's definitely not for everyone, but then being a Standard Poodle isn't for everyone either -- not even for every Poodle! ;-) My first job of the day is alarm clock or "Cocka-Poodle-Do" as my mom jokes when I wake her up (I know, she's not very funny first thing in the morning). That brings me to my second important job of the day, which is to make sure the OSA gets outside and takes a walk first thing to get her blood and creative juices flowing. (Before I took charge of the studio exercise program, she was pretty lax about that, I must say!) On the walk, of course, I protect us from squirrels, chipmunks, and other dogs, to make sure we get back to the studio to work.<br /><br />Back at the studio, while my mom gets to work on commissions, which I understand are critical for us to afford to feed us, I get my teeth into my work, too. I like to carve bones with my teeth, though I sometimes whittle sticks, when bones aren't available. My mom did these drawings of me working on my bones:<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPvrgR3Gk0sSbvKAsG3GJC81JGqdSWdqsn_FFzhYu40Ro61FSG3eiQvvsIiFpKVub-J5Y3BzW_EetDUD_3Xp6XNKRhOZfE_zlyjWxYJV36nuieLt8hBRXCTmhzaJm6KM8a4N3O8Q9d8zsx/s1600-h/sd-bonechew.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPvrgR3Gk0sSbvKAsG3GJC81JGqdSWdqsn_FFzhYu40Ro61FSG3eiQvvsIiFpKVub-J5Y3BzW_EetDUD_3Xp6XNKRhOZfE_zlyjWxYJV36nuieLt8hBRXCTmhzaJm6KM8a4N3O8Q9d8zsx/s320/sd-bonechew.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246597960506247714" border="1" /></a>I'm glad my mom draws pictures of me, because I hate getting my picture taken - cameras are so rude, the way they flash lightening right in your face. She always complains, though, about "the challenge of finding a range of values in an all-black subject." Well, la-de-da! Sheesh, temperamental artists! Being a model is part of the job that is very tedious, but someone has to let the Official Studio Artist practice new media and techniques on them, or we would get stuck in a rut.<br /><br />I sound an alert when the mailman brings us bills or checks or when the UPS man leaves art supplies on our front porch. I remind us when its time to break for lunch and dinner. Sometimes I even have to remind us to go to bed! Honestly, humans... Or is it just artist-humans who don't know enough to hit the sack when they are tired?<br /><br />I could go on and on, of course, but the other Studio Mascots have probably heard it all! If you need anything else to complete my application, maybe I could have my mom send you one of my bone sculptures.<br /><br />Susan Donley<br /><a href="http://www.petspictured.com/">petspictured.com</a>CREATIVEGoddesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02245772449616980897noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547960907308537563.post-640789710099466042008-09-14T12:29:00.000-07:002008-09-16T05:41:43.185-07:00Debba Haupert YSM: Tom AndersonMeet my studio mascot, Tom Anderson (he goes by both names, don't call him Tom!). He's 16 years old so who's going to tell him to let go of me and let me work on my laptop??? Sweetest cat in the world, loves me as much as I love him (you can tell by the way he looks at me!) and during long phone calls I try to get all the cat hair out of my laptop keyboard. He often will meow at the phone if it rings near him and has been known to take it off the hook and callers have heard him meow at them. He's a pretty amusing mascot.<br /><br />FYI: Got the name from an 5-year old daughter of a friend who, when I asked her what I should name my new kitten, said "Tom Anderson." I thought - He's a Tom cat and I went to Anderson University, so that worked for me. Then she changed her mind and wanted me to name him "Corn-on-the-cob Anderson" - that was too long!<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSCV3Bs5NWmvgK27PMKFitqCIZ3CA0ROfNOzc-4I9scSYX3iVfs50S945pLKygc9TiAKDq5A4jgZY6tnMVftwBtxBM-1sns5goFsNKcV0kp51Z3LGBPciwL8CKdkamtBYZ8ddQcWk8kY0t/s1600-h/TomAnderson.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgwihwZ-SwB1PcqSj2jmAROdp3YL5clxk2-SkU88ZkqZO8vcqwhv2K_etgxkOdd1XAvBYW7OsMThyphenhyphentzUqXwW5M0E4BgJn8-1_qcv2a5ptaLbsREAjH2ev18RKHmktwkypCNpOFl_zVHKaI/s400-r/TomAnderson.jpg" border="1" /></a></div><br />Debba Haupert<a href="http://girlfriendology.com/"><br />girlfriendology.com</a>CREATIVEGoddesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02245772449616980897noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547960907308537563.post-92095137420510130462008-01-13T06:10:00.000-08:002008-01-14T08:49:19.711-08:00Jeanne Rhea YSM: Crawling Eye<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-bmicxroYZeYS9xiwwBbvWj1lHlKNBPuKqbnshBSaOhsCtU1PpV0c1rDDw8Bic4w_UeZJiUwdvTPuxBilEVOixWiSGoTEFrhH0vyEU7152AJ_fTvYRdvg_2uJdj5NLjdAPf0pCSdwCl_v/s1600-h/jrhea-crawlingeye.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-bmicxroYZeYS9xiwwBbvWj1lHlKNBPuKqbnshBSaOhsCtU1PpV0c1rDDw8Bic4w_UeZJiUwdvTPuxBilEVOixWiSGoTEFrhH0vyEU7152AJ_fTvYRdvg_2uJdj5NLjdAPf0pCSdwCl_v/s400/jrhea-crawlingeye.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155375313297048114" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />I would have never thought that I would have had this crawling eye around for so many years!<br /><br />Jeanne Rhea<br /><a href="http://www.jeannerhea.com/">jeannerhea.com</a>CREATIVEGoddesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02245772449616980897noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547960907308537563.post-59577097640026262672007-10-24T09:41:00.000-07:002007-10-25T08:08:44.519-07:00Amy Flynn YSM: Ozzie & ScumbiActually, I have two studio mascots, one inanimate, and one very very animated.<br /><br />The first is Ozzie, my ten year old Welsh terrier. Sort of an Airedale lite. He has no opposable thumbs, and thus is unable to paint, but is too smart to be an art director (Welshies are a very smart breed). So mostly he just watches me and keeps the property safe from postal workers, squirrels, etc.<br /><br />If he could talk, he would say "UPS man come to kill us all! Look! Look! Look! Look!"<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinOW594up1TdgfbYLCnIEcn9dKuhQG8arH1O1T9t2GpBFPjVPWLOfkumLoVZgvbK5EqeWj00GQ_N04O1oQcTkPAqNwNHZmcmwLMlg7vv6gE4p7f6nH_w_GJO6RaCJYc5MJikCL-3YfcIor/s1600-h/aflyn-oz.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinOW594up1TdgfbYLCnIEcn9dKuhQG8arH1O1T9t2GpBFPjVPWLOfkumLoVZgvbK5EqeWj00GQ_N04O1oQcTkPAqNwNHZmcmwLMlg7vv6gE4p7f6nH_w_GJO6RaCJYc5MJikCL-3YfcIor/s400/aflyn-oz.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125288657504240818" border="0" /></a><br /><br />The other mascot is Scumbi.<br /><span style="font-size:85%;">There should be a heart over the"i", but I don't know how to do that digitally. </span><br /><br />Scumbi was the studio mascot when I worked in Hallmark's Palo Alto Regional Studio back in the 80's. I guess we were all a little tired of painting cute teddy bears, and he was the antidote. He used to be a regular bear, but he fell in with a bad crowd.<br /><br />Artists. Sheesh.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeE-y7Rdf52J5jMvb6cslIra2AIjvLSelMZCEUQJCeGJ2W5R746P7yb2akT5gwDGdlzcLcUGJb1tfrjyn646tW3zzKkZIbEgfownR5tezzrMydwcynvxn8-hOgPd5TJXAPdKlhnLwiejp5/s1600-h/aflynn-scumbi.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeE-y7Rdf52J5jMvb6cslIra2AIjvLSelMZCEUQJCeGJ2W5R746P7yb2akT5gwDGdlzcLcUGJb1tfrjyn646tW3zzKkZIbEgfownR5tezzrMydwcynvxn8-hOgPd5TJXAPdKlhnLwiejp5/s400/aflynn-scumbi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125289383353713858" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Amy Flynn<br /><a href="http://amyflynndesigns.com/">amyflynndesigns.com</a>CREATIVEGoddesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02245772449616980897noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547960907308537563.post-35652477928851573682007-10-14T08:33:00.000-07:002007-11-25T21:02:55.857-08:00Kristin Sorra YSM: DesiEvery so often I will post pictures of my dog, Desi, particularly when I think he acts out of character. My husband took this shot in my studio while I was sitting in this chair. Here, he's hanging out while I work. Notice the delicate way he rests his paw on the base of the chair, very cool and laid back. Okay, it's cute, it's my dog, so there.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtVNaIlydmOEldfpy5i0tfkevPJoPN3kpR9G3buzXqYUZlSaJA8IYcWZExkyKq3yPCWiNK6yAc8U_oHDnRz_gHBiIGHwTKb38oNTlp3BNpFY-CGI6T5Nb_Im9kQuEUd8b7_KvgLGeKb4eU/s1600-h/ksorra-desidean.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtVNaIlydmOEldfpy5i0tfkevPJoPN3kpR9G3buzXqYUZlSaJA8IYcWZExkyKq3yPCWiNK6yAc8U_oHDnRz_gHBiIGHwTKb38oNTlp3BNpFY-CGI6T5Nb_Im9kQuEUd8b7_KvgLGeKb4eU/s400/ksorra-desidean.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121216686599489586" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Kristin Sorra<br /><a href="http://kristinsorra.blogspot.com/">kristinsorra.blogspot.com</a>CREATIVEGoddesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02245772449616980897noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547960907308537563.post-90907133002834608452007-08-27T08:08:00.000-07:002007-08-27T08:15:18.131-07:00Brandi Jasmine's YSM: SawyerMy kitty is named after Sawyer in "Cats Don't Dance". I usually work at night, and her favorite place to sleep is the futon behind my computer. One of her favorite toys is my paint brush canister, which I have hidden in a number of different places. She loves to watch me paint and work on my computer.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipexfiYW-TiJEtnGY8JLwiaz6b48ai9Zjagijd_3gfYnS3l19EpGgXUwAnnxN1bz9TXM3GxojQs9u-6FbhoBVQOjgbwduUgD13hs-XMfz7rwLEgz7qJ7AzsglqETkn6nQ2M5iXhVHBZjyB/s1600-h/sawyer-jasmine.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipexfiYW-TiJEtnGY8JLwiaz6b48ai9Zjagijd_3gfYnS3l19EpGgXUwAnnxN1bz9TXM3GxojQs9u-6FbhoBVQOjgbwduUgD13hs-XMfz7rwLEgz7qJ7AzsglqETkn6nQ2M5iXhVHBZjyB/s400/sawyer-jasmine.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103398420527807106" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Brandi Jasmine<br /><a href="http://www.brandijasmine.com">www.brandijasmine.com</a>CREATIVEGoddesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02245772449616980897noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547960907308537563.post-48826255738283843652007-08-25T21:12:00.000-07:002008-09-16T05:50:04.530-07:00EC Stewart's YSM: PipPersonally, I have four <a href="http://www.3wisecats.com/"><span style="font-weight: bold;">fuzzybutts</span></a> that roam throughout the studio. Originally, <a href="http://www.calligraphypets.com/bacchus.html"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Bacchus</span></a> was my YSM, but due to conditions out of my control, Pip is now my current resident.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGIv4h9BzoWhCb216GQ9zulRI47HEqNYLbUwmEF1JQQZq5I7Zh12lNlO1x7ZPwI_xA6XAX6B2rZgv9RxJf7V8w4cUpcDehIsMbgtZkHpAPYnZToZG636IiplaQsjWzFK0ctgCtp6WDwSHd/s1600-h/ecs-studio-vert1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGIv4h9BzoWhCb216GQ9zulRI47HEqNYLbUwmEF1JQQZq5I7Zh12lNlO1x7ZPwI_xA6XAX6B2rZgv9RxJf7V8w4cUpcDehIsMbgtZkHpAPYnZToZG636IiplaQsjWzFK0ctgCtp6WDwSHd/s400/ecs-studio-vert1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102877440994802290" border="1" /></a><br /><br />Lisa Stewart, CreativeGoddess<br /><a href="http://www.ecstewart.com/">ecstewart.com</a><br /><a href="http://www.calligraphypets.com/">calligraphypets.com</a>CREATIVEGoddesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02245772449616980897noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5547960907308537563.post-38968170774304030642007-08-25T21:01:00.000-07:002008-09-16T05:52:23.826-07:00Welcome to Your Studio Mascot<a href="http://www.ecstewart.com/blog-ysm/2x4bacchuslg-1.jpg"><img src="http://www.ecstewart.com/blog-ysm/2x4bacchuslg-1.jpg" width="130" align="left" border="1" /></a>I thought it would be fun to feature studios or offices that not only admit animal mascots into their work environment, but encourage it.<br /><br />Those of you who work from home are often visited by your four legged friend and that can be a welcomed interruption at times; there are larger companies who actually allow animals into the offices to boost morale.<br /><br />If you've got a Studio Mascot (YSM) that you'd like featured on our site, we welcome your submissions. To submit YSM Pet or request a blogger invite please <a style="font-weight: bold;" href="mailto:sm@ecstewart.com?subject=please%20feature%20my%20pet%21">email</a> us.<br /><br />We do ask that YSM Pet:<br /><ul><li>Be a live animal that might bark, meow, chirp, hiss, moo, whinny, nay, or even bubble from inside a bowl;<br /></li><li>YSM Pet is well cared for -we understand if the pet is ill; and</li><li>YSM Pet is clear in your photo -getting your office in the photo isn't mandatory.<br /></li></ul>However, if you <span style="font-style: italic;">do not</span> have a fuzzy face mascot but do have a compelling effigy of sort, you may submit it. We ask that you make it good and don't disappoint us. ;)<br /><br />Also, make sure to include your contact info (should we have questions) that includes your Web site or blog so that we can include it within the upload.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Please Note: </span>We do have a pretty wicked sense of humor, but if the submission is in anyway distasteful, we reserve the right to refuse. For the love of Pets, no Michael Vick re-enactments.<br /><br />Submit today!CREATIVEGoddesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02245772449616980897noreply@blogger.com0