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This sketch is is for a random somewhat-unofficial project at work. There are a couple other components, but here Santa is seen precariously clinging to some unnamed outcropping. (To be added in post-production.)
This was all spawned from that strange Santa sketch, of course, but it seems to ring true at a certain level. Or all of them. Or something.
Now I just have to start churning out bumper stickers and get rich.
I just recently got a small sketchbook and pen, which, thanks to their aforementioned size, should be able to accompany me places where my other ones couldn’t have. This should (theoretically) allow me to practice the art of… art, I suppose, more often than previously. The sketches from this book, then, are also going be pretty quick and rough, as I’m not using a pencil to do a bit of preemptive work before putting ink to page.
Anyway, here’s one of the first entries: A hasty tribute to the last vestiges of the Christmas season and to furry-hatted men with polearms everywhere.
Really, though, he isn’t quite as dangerous as he looks. Santa’s new toy is simply the Sparklemaster 3000 “Making glittering easy!”
Then again, those who’ve ever managed to get glitter on themselves would probably tell you that it’s easier simply to commit suicide and just let the glitter fall from your rotting corpse than to try and remove it any other way.