…why wouldn’t there be?
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Juxtapoz have published a serious of wonderful painting by John Pusateri of owls.

Photographer Gabe Farnsworth accidentally bumped into the tree this owl was nesting in. The owl woke up, tumbled out of the tree and assumed this irate posture.

Bohemia Grove is a private boys club in the woods near San Francisco. Founded as a getaway for artists, musicians and actors to perform plays and music in private, it ended up being colonised by big league politicians and businessmen who get hopelessly drunk and wee everywhere [perhaps a premonition of the future of Glastonbury Festivals none to distant future]. Anyway, they built a great big owl statue there where they do a little annual ritual which conspiracy theorists see as proof that all our leaders are Satanists and owls are evil or something. Which is probably a more flattering version than the truth that they’re blowing all your money on big piss parties in the woods but still, nice owl.
For furthering reading on the subject and other conspiracies, I recommend Them: Adventures with Extremists by Jon Ronson.
Not only was “Bagpuss” probably the greatest childrens TV show of all time, they also had an Owlspoiltating second episode:
While walking through Huddersfield Train Station, of all places, I stumbled upon the striking artwork of Carla Lee. The centrepiece of her display was this striking image of an Owl looking down over a ship at sea. I’d recommend having a look at her website http://carlalee.co.uk/
Ohhh, to fly away on a giant owl while wearing your jim-jams, isn’t it what all of us dream of? While you’re at work? On the bus? No? Just me? Well, Gerry Rafferty understood.
Classic album, you can get it off amazon dead cheap

Owl tea towel – what a beautiful phrase, it rhymes wonderfully. So, here is a nice example with a whole parliment of owls…and only £8.95 from amazon UK