I thought I’d take time to share the faces behind the art. There’s me, of course. Owner, artist, chaos creator. Most of the work and business duties fall on me. Occasionally, you might see some folks with me at the booth. My wonderful parents and awesome friend help out sometimes at markets. I could not do it without them!
But some of the work falls on some rather hairy shoulders.
The Backstory
Cashel the Boxer: HR and Quality Control Specialist for MG Designs
Before he was Cashel, he was Binkey. In 2022, I worked for an animal shelter. I’ve got to give myself some credit here, I lasted longer than most before adopting. When I saw that goofy-looking face in the intake picture, I had an inkling this one was something. All shelter animals are special, each with their own quirks and histories. Mine? Mine has lore.
According to his notes, the dog who would later be dubbed “Binkey” by Intake staff was picked up after wandering around the city jail. “Injured stray”, the call read. Lo and behold, he wasn’t actually injured. Just covered in a whole bunch of lumps and bumps. He apparently looked so pitiful that he conned an officer out of a ham sandwich.
And still, the lore thickens. Cashel had a microchip that was implanted in Missouri, but it was never registered and that facility doesn’t exist anymore. How did he make it from MO to central Indiana? Why was he at the jail? The world may never know.
At his adoption, he was estimated to be about 5 years old. At his first vet visit, they said more like 7. Now, he’s my goofy 8 to 10 year-old. Full of sass and stink.
Today
While I work in my makeshift workshop, he usually snoozes on his bed. Occasionally, he will wake and let out a grumble. If I get up to go clean something or get a supply, he will follow to supervise the work.
If I am set up in my throne of a recliner, he’s one of a few places: in his crate next to me, taking over at least half of the couch, or tucked in right next to me. That chair must not be of this world because somehow, against the odds and against physics, he and I fit perfectly in it.
Rest assured that if you own a creation of mine, it has been thoroughly inspected and approved by the Boxer. If you happen to get a stray dog hair, well, you’re the lucky one. Collect your prize at the door.
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