Friday, February 22, 2019

1263: Scratch

It is 11:15pm.

I just finished up a painting of our dog Scratch. He is a Irish Wolf Hound (mix?) that I rescued from the side of the road a few months ago.



Lol. I have a hard time taking my own paintings seriously. I mean, I know I have talent. I just feel like sometimes they resemble the talent of a third grader. But as I've said before, I tend to have a very child like outlook on life--so let's call it an artistic choice, or maybe it's just my style ;)

Anyways, it was fun...I see a few things I could fix, but it is growing on me. I will have to paint our other dog Winter later...and maybe even the squirrel. 

But right now, I think I will go to bed. 

Sending you guys lots of love. Have a beautiful night.

Go change the world. Do it for Elijah.

Thank you.



Oh my Elijah.
I love and miss you so much.
Always.
<3 




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