Dear Perp;

  Thank you for the Christmas presents.  I don't want you to interpret my peeing myself when you let me open my gifts for forgiveness.  Do you really think these material things will placate me for all of the stuff you put me through this year?  Don't get me wrong!   I love my new stuffed candy cane, ball on a rope, bones and pupperoni's, but it still doesn't make up for the whole using me as a purse puppy or sticking reading glasses on me for photos not to mention making me go to that God forsaken place full of flies and other nasties called "the country".  Remember, you also abandoned me for a week and left me in the company of that Retriever b**ch Candy.  She's no picnic!  Is that the way you treat a loved one?

  I'll expect better treatment and more dignified behavior from you in the New Year.  Oh, and thanks again for the pupperoni even though they do cause gas.

Hunter the Dog

 
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Merry Christmas!

Merry Christmas to those of you who decided to hold back your Christmas cards in order to re-gift the booby trap from my card to you and then send it to me.  I suspected as much and carefully opened the card over the garbage.  I'm glad it didn't contain cash.

Merry Christmas to those of you who sent Christmas cards to the nude drawings hanging on our walls.  Very artistic of you.

Merry Christmas to those of you who brought over gifts only to be turfed out on your a** by my evil front step.  It's one heck of a step and one heck of a fall.  My sincerest apologies!  Normally we let people bearing gifts in without the nasty ceremony.  At least the nice ones;-)

Merry Christmas to everyone else.  Whether you celebrate it or not.  I hope you have a safe and preposterous  new year.  Yes I meant preposterous.  It's more fun than the normal after all!

Finally, Merry Christmas to Kurt. (Who is preposterous)  I've started your painting again.  Well, sort of.  Thanks for your contributions to the blog!

p.s.  yes, we stuff Mr. Hunter's stocking early.  He gets so excited when he sees us hang it up I can't resist.  I love to torment him.  He'll spend the rest of today chekcing it out every once in a while knowing full well he's not allowed to touch it till tomorrow morning.  When we get up tomorrow he'll bowl everybody over in an attempt to get to it before anyone else does in order to make sure he gets to it's contents before we do on the off chance we may actually try to take his stuffed toy or bone before he does.

Speechless~Seven Models and Ten Minutes

So today was the Christmas potluck lunch at the lifedrawing group "The Bottom Line" that I go to Fridays.  In the morning we had two male models doing 3 minute poses that gradually increased to a 15 minute one at the end of the 2.5 hours.  I sucked!  How the heck do you draw two whole people in 3 minutes? 

I've been to a lot of potlucks but I have to say never one as interesting as this.  The food choices of artists attending these events is a lot more eclectic than that of a normal group.  Delicious though!

The regular models were invited as well as the member artists.  Eight models in all showed up and about 30 artists.  After lunch seven of them proceeded to the front of the room and disrobed together [gasp].  They then chose a pose together and stood for 10 minutes.  How do you draw SEVEN people in 10 minutes????  I'm not sure if the program coordinator requested this or if the models had too much wine and decided to give us an early Christmas present, but it was fun.

I've got a pretty good idea of the direction I want to take with my drawing in the New Year but as we each have our own writing styles so do we our drawing and I'm not sure if it's something I can change but I'll sure try!

And finally, here's one I'm working on now.  It's temporarily called "Not Kurt".

Not Kurt's Christmas Card for 2010

Here's the 2010 Christmas Card for everyone except Kurt.  I got most mailed off but ran out of stamps with just a few left to go out.  Even though I'm a big procrastinator, rest assured you will get your card, it just might not be until July when I get back to the post office again.

If you do get your card remember it's not nice to swear in front of the kids.  Yes, they're boobie trapped again this year.  (I ask for so little and it pleasures me to annoy you.)  Some of them are anyhow.  If I thought you might have a hard time cleaning up the mess or are over the age at which bending over is possible,  I spared you.  If you have kids though, watch out.  At least I didn't put in one of those blasted things that jumps out at you.  (I'm saving that for next year;-)

A few years ago I started sending out Christmas cards of my own design.  The first year I did this I hand drew and coloured 80 cards.  What did I learn from this experience?  That was really stupid!  Now in an attempt to save myself about a month of  12 hours days of cartooning, I pick one individual to torment with my "creativity."  The rest receive a more generic card printed from my computer with the original going to someone on the list.  Don't get me wrong!  I still hand address all of the envelopes and lick all of the stamps......well, peel them off the stamp sheet anyhow. 

This year the original of my generic card is going to "Grandma C." 

This year the person I will torment is......yes, you've guessed it......Kurt!

Merry Christmas or whatever it is you celebrate and hope you don't die in the New Year!  (Or before)

.....oops!  Just noticed I missed colouring a cookie;-(

Kurt, your card is in the mail..