The Goat Show

Utterly Amusing

$200 |  17" X 15"  |  Acrylic on board

If he had to pick a word, it would be negligence. Oh yes, he relished the alone time. In fact he found himself utterly amusing at times, a regular wise guy. But just a little attention, the kind of lavish consideration given to the milking goats, would be nice. Left to overgraze on spilled barley while the purebreds pranced up into the turquoise blue stock trailer on their way to the county fair, he loitered the days away. It's not that they, the farm hands, were close-fisted, they simply overlooked his existence. And it was this non-action, the act of not doing, that really bothered him. To purchase this goat painting email Brad Bunkers.

Prickle

$220  |  16" X 14"  |  Acrylic on board

If I could just reach my tail I could fix that itch, I could nibble that tickle, I could nix that prickle. One more inch! Life would be good. I'd change my name and move south, maybe take up lawn darts or bocce ball. Get a new pair of shades. Invite all my nanny friends down for the weekend. Ah yes, golf course grazing in the mid-day sun would fade into sunset bathing in casino fountains filled with sparkling mineral water. Wayne Newton. Tom Jones. Oolala! To purchase this goat painting email Brad Bunkers.

Front View Judging

$95  |  10" X 12"  |  Pencil on Paper/Digital Collage

"When viewed from the front, the head should be medium in length, strong and masculine in appearance, muzzle broad with large open nostrils, jaw strong and even, eyes full and bright and forehead wide. The forelegs should be medium in length; set keep and widely apart indicating ample digestive capacity strength and vigor; squarely set; straight; and strong. Bones strong, clean, and adequate density to support weight; feet sound, short, wide, and straight with deep heel and level sole." To purchase this goat painting email Brad Bunkers.

Carl's Crank

SOLD |  17" X 12"  |  Acrylic on board

Carl was a popular cat being he had the only transistor radio on the farm. Sunday talk shows. Monday night Motown. Reggae Nation every Friday at seven. Carl was a walking sound machine, a hi-def hipster who traded in 9-volts and tin foil. The ladies loved the top-40 and the kids danced to the noon-time oldies, but what really turned Carl's crank was listening to the Red Sox. He'd adjust the dial to 1060 am, cock his head slightly to the east and there atop the manure pile, looking out over the alfalfa field, he could almost see home plate. To purchase this goat painting email Brad Bunkers.