To all you munchkins,
I'd like to think that by now you are sitting by a glowing hearth, sipping yourself into a pleasing yuletide reverie with a good vintage port. You should be getting ready to fondly watch a 1970's Morcambe and Wise Christmas special for the 400th time.
In reality you are likely to be stone cold sober, stuck in a traffic jam on your way to Tesco, your credit card has disintegrated in the festive frenzy along with all your nerve endings.
Not much of a Christmas fan, I've put up a tree but only so the cats can pull it down for fun and if they don't topple it by the 26th, I'll do it myself. Don't get me wrong, I like the idea of a ridiculous dinner and time with loved ones as much as the next person but I get overwhelmed and a little frustrated by this time of year. All of the extra 'to do's' on the list mean that no matter how much I try, I rarely get to lift a paint brush in December. That's like taking my medication away!
Supposing the last 12 months was a box of chocolates, I definitely got some hard toffees which gave me jaw ache from the chew but there were a few melt in the mouth truffles too.
Greyhounds have been painted, so have foxes, badgers, butterflies and bagpipes (and all in my new studio) so it would be naughty to focus on the relatively minor trials and trifling matters of my own little world . I wasn't forced to use a food bank or have my home burn down in needless flames. Christmas, with all it's unreasonable demands and gaudy IN YOUR FACE consumerism just makes things worse, the stress, expectation and debt takes its toll on too many people. The poor get poorer, the lonely get lonelier, the planet gets more full of harmful, meaningless tat. Surely this isn't the future of Christmas...?
What can we do? Loads. If you can stretch to it, donate some food for the two legged and/or four legged, cut those waste plastics out of your life, cuddle your old people, in fact, cuddle anyone you can get your hands on (within reason). We can all do something to be conscious of those who are chewing the hard toffee and share our truffles.
That's my seasonal nag done. I'd also like to thank you for being part of my world, for visiting my social media pages, website or gallery this year: it is always appreciated.
I'm now off to get a massive bottle of port.
However you do it, I wish you a very happy Christmas.
ps, here's a Christmassy picture. A private commission painted earlier this year for a family who have Christmas twin babies and wanted to celebrate their special birthdays.