Tag Archives: Quint Art

Well, that loud, booming day is upon us once again and Quint doesn’t understand why so much noise is necessary. No sir, he doesn’t like it and we’re not too fond of it either. Quint says: Can’t you tell the … Continue reading →

I’m in the garden today, checking out my pretty flowers. You know how much I like the pink ones! But something’s different today, different from the last time I was out here. I can’t quite put my paw on it. … Continue reading →

We’re often asked how Quint tells us he wants to paint. Sometimes, he’ll sit by a window, watching the sky, the trees, and the birds for what seems like the longest time. He’s studying colors and movement. And if we … Continue reading →