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Gibbs Library in Washington, Maine has some of my Mythical Maine JEMTOYs on display to support the launch of my book, Snotgrass which contains all kinds of strange critters that creep through the muck and mire of Maine. If you’re in the area, take a photo in front of the display case and tag me – I’ll click LIKE on it!!! Wa-Hoooo!
Philly Lou Bird is upset that he’s part of my book, Snotgrass. Don’t worry, I intend to donate half the profits to protect the endangered mythical creatures here in Maine. Be sure and do your part, download the Kindle version of Snotgrass today, and have a laugh or two. Here’s a preview from the book, a chapter called Side Hill Gouger.
It’s been a long winter here in Maine. It’s been especially rough on Philly Lou Bird who forgot to migrate south. These characters are in my latest book called Snotgrass. It is full of Maine Humor, Bouffant Hairdos, and Mythical Beasts. Check it out!
How To Make Resin Toys by J.E.Moores. This book is intended to provide an artist with the basics so you can get in there and successfully cast your very own resin toys fast and easy. Glove Molds, Putty Molds, and Block Molds are all discussed, as well as finishing, painting and packaging ideas to complete your resin toy. Check out the free preview. How To Make Resin Toys is available bound in soft or hardcover now in the JEMTOY bookstore.
Swamp Bogger Game by J.E.Moores. Hand cast resin Swamp Bogger tokens, and Board Game for Super Cooper Berella’s “Memories Are Made Of This” art show at Munky King in Los Angeles.
JEMTOY will be part of Munky King’s last art show at the Melrose gallery in Los Angeles. Curated by Super Cooper Berella for his 13th birthday. If you are in the L.A. area, the show is Saturday, August 18th, 4-8pm at 7308 Melrose Ave. Los Angeles, CA 90046.
Late at night in Maine the Loons would make their mornful sound and my grandfather would tell me that it wasn’t Loons, but a little girl he once knew, named Snotgrass. He told me that the school children were mean to poor little Snotgrass because her name was so strange. Everyone made fun of her. They say she ran into the woods crying and got lost. She wanders the Maine woods alone and sad. Her hair is long and full of twigs and mud, it covers her whole body. She is friends with the Swamp Boggers and Philly Lou Birds, and she even knows where to find a Side Hill Gouger when needed.