It all began when we brought a little piglet home to our farm from a poultry swap.  We were there to get ducks, but baby-pigsended up with a pig.  It was soon obvious that this little pig was very depressed to be separated from his family and I was worried we had made a mistake.  However, he would have inevitable been taken from his mother anyway and who knows where he may have ended up?

The only other option was to get a second pig to keep little Gideon company.  I contacted the breeder to see if she had another piglet from the same litter.  She did.  A full brother to Gideon.  A week later Asher joined the family.

We soon discovered that these pigs were very emotional and sensitive creatures.  It hit me in a deep way.  They made me see everything on a very profound level.  Of course we encountered the occasional bacon joke, which we don’t find amusing at all, but it was more than that.  I began to think of all the oppression in the world, both human and animal and how so many of us just don’t think about our daily choices and how they ultimately affect the world.

I had been praying for a long time about what direction God wanted me to go next.  I have always wanted to be able to create on a regular basis and maybe have a career in the arts in some capacity.  I had no idea how to get started, but God told me to just create.  “Just get started, DO something!  Just create, and I’ll do the rest.”

I ended up doing a six month spiritual fast (yes, I fasted from meat) and during that time a lot of emotions came up for me.  So did a creative desire that I hadn’t felt in a long time.  I began painting pet portraits, pigs being a favorite subject.  I had no idea what I was going to do with these paintings.  Who wants a  picture of a pig?

My husband said I should write and illustrate a children’s book.  Considering that the paintings were not exactly “fine art” it wasn’t a half bad idea.  But I had always dreamed of being a “real” artist.  A children’s book and illustrations didn’t seem very glamorous or chic to me.  The Holy Spirit told me, “You’d better drop that ego.”  And He was right!

I got started on the story and continued to work on the illustrations.  It took many months but it finally all came together.

One thing that surprised me is how therapeutic it was.   It was very healing for me to do something light and fun for once, but at the same time I felt a passion to tell this story that was deep and profound.

I’m so grateful to these pigs for bringing this opportunity into my life.  This book series is dedicated to them.  They started it all, it is their story, I just dictated it for them