You guys seemed to like Lil' Baby Palin (judging by pageviews, not by comments haha). She's so darn cute. Well, she's back...and she's making a video just for you! Lights, camera....
What's she gonna do next?!?
And if you can figure out what Lil' Palin is saying I will give you a bloggy HUG.
My big grownup 16 year old daughter left for the UK last week. She's going to visit her Granny for three weeks, and it's her first big trip all by herself.
Every year we have an Impromptu Black Tie Pot Luck New Years Eve Party. If you're invited you dress to the nines and bring a dish. It's always been a killer party, but this year was special because my pro-photographer friend Kathy Slamen ( AKA @HelloPhotoKitty) brought her gear and set up a photo-shoot in our bedroom. Kathy's talents lie not only in her exquisite framing, lighting and capturing the moment, but she's able to direct a group of wildness into nothing less than stunning theatre. Her professional tagline? "It's a cruel world... Look good in it."
And now for the fourth and final Christmas toon. Drumroll please...!
About ten years ago, my 95 year old grandmother gave us this wind-up Santa Claus toy. She dug it out of some church basement somewhere and she was most likely convinced it would entertain and delight the multitudes.
She was wrong. Until now.
Yes, until now, this Santa has made me want to Crush, Kill and Destroy. Annihilate. Exterminate. Obliterate. Reduce to Rubble. But I showed restraint and I'm kinda glad I did. Because the Santa toy now stars alongside my little SnowFLAKE. I am all powerful.
Disclaimer:
The Santa in this video is a fake Santa. No real Santa's were harmed during the making of this video. No elves were harmed either. Or reindeer.
I did stay up all night finishing it though...
I made this for you, and I made it with love. I want nothing in return.
All good wishes from the now very sleepy JC. Don't wake me up until Boxing Day.
This Christmas series is fun for all ages heh heh.
Sometimes I get waaaay too busy with work (you know, animation for MONEY instead of bloggy LOVE) and I just don't have time for my characters. They come knocking at my door, wanting me to animate them, wondering why I've been ignoring them...making me feel guilty with the big, sad eyes. Yeesh.
*Sigh*...I guess my SnowFLAKE can take care of her self....*sob* ...so who needs me...?