Looking forward to the changing of the seasons has me hankering to paint some landscapes like these.
Chilly and foggy.
With no mosquitoes.
Plus I’m pretty excited that I got a commission today, for a painting of a sweet little Swedish Chihuahua. “A Swedish Chihuahua?” I can hear some of you asking, “What is that, I never heard of that breed.”
Well, sillies, it’s a Chihuahua who lives in Sweden. And his name is Tabasco. Just wait ’til you see him; he’s cute as a liten champinjon!