Cheri Spencer Haüg
Meghan, Secret Agent #442
Story of Meghan
The Secret Agent Cows project evolved from the vegetables with attitude series. My vegetable characters were all wearing sunglasses. When I think of secret agents, I picture them wearing sun glasses.
So I started chewing on the idea of painting secret agents.
When was it that farmers started putting those numbered tags on cows’ ears? The first time I saw that, I remember thinking of the lyrics to Johnny Rivers’ song "Secret Agent Man." "They’ve given him a number and taken away his name!" (Click here!) It all came together for me that my secret agents would be cows.
When I first hatched this idea of cows as secret agents, I was thinking it would be fun to give my cows real girl names, not cow names like Elsie or Daisy. I needed some real modern sounding names. The first one that came to mind was "Meghan." I laughed out loud at the thought of a cow named Meghan!
"They’ve given her a
number and taken away her name.
I can’t help but say it in a low and serious voice. (In my head I’m sounding like Johnny Rivers.)
I am acquainted with Paul and Julie Larson who sell beef at the Cameron Park Farmers’ Market. They were nice enough to let me come out to their Sun Ray Farm near Mindoro, Wisconsin to take photos of their cows. A few days after the photo shoot, when I sorted through the photos, I came up with three full- body photos that would work for my secret agent paintings.
One of those photos was of this sweet-faced cow with the beautiful long eyelashes. I thought Meghan was the perfect name for this lovely lady.
I texted Julie to ask the names of each of the three cows I had chosen to paint. Julie texted back that number 442 was named Meghan! I just about fell over!
Now here’s where the story gets even weirder. When I was taking close up pictures of the cows, one of them came up to me and licked my thigh on my blue jeans. It was kind of gross but I decided to just appreciate the connection and enjoy the moment. I mean, it's not everyday that you get kissed by a cow. She licked and licked and licked until my jeans were soaked through. Blech! I couldn’t wait to get home to change clothes! After finding out this cow was actually named Meghan, I looked over the photos again and realized that it was Meghan who had given me all those sloppy cow-kisses!
Did Megan somehow know how special she was going to be to me? It’s sweet to think that she was kissing me for painting her portrait! Who knows what sort of intelligence secret agents have access to!
Agent 442 likes her "mootinis" shaken; not stirred. She wears her Glock in a custom designed shoulder holster. You may wonder why she is wearing nail polish. But have you ever met a female secret agent who didn’t?
Original paintings are accompanied by a framed copy of person's back story.