Every year, like clockwork, someone tilts their head at my painting and asks, “What’s up with the text? What does it mean?” It’s always a fun moment because, honestly, I’m usually making it up as I go. But isn’t that the best part? Watching someone try to decode it like it’s a mystery novel they picked up by accident. The text on this one says: “Look long, Santee, the virgin has come and gone.” Intriguing, right? Or at least confusing enough to make you think twice.
Breaking Down the Madness
Let’s take a stab at explaining this. First off, “Santee.” That’s Santa Claus, but not your average ho-ho-ho version. This is Santa with a twist. And “the virgin”? We’re talking Mary here, the original Christmas mother. But the text makes it clear: she’s already done her bit and has left the stage. She came, saw, delivered the miracle, and left us all .
A Pause for Reflection
“Look long” is my nudge to Santa. And maybe all of us, to stop and think. Imagine him pausing mid-mall with sticky toddlers and wondering what’s really going on. Christmas has evolved (or devolved) into this wild mix of sacred and commercial, where wrapping paper flies faster than reindeer. And somewhere in that chaos, the original heart of the holiday? It’s slipped out the back door, unnoticed.
Not Your Typical Holiday Message
Now, this isn’t some deep, moral lecture about returning to the “true meaning of Christmas.” No. This painting’s more like a whirlwind of paint, ideas, and maybe a touch of glitter. It’s my version of Christmas: messy, loud, and slightly unhinged. The text? It’s the referee trying to keep order while the sacred and the commercial awkwardly try to coexist.
The Big Question
So, is it meaningful? Sure, if you’re in the mood to overthink it. Is it funny? Absolutely, especially after some eggnog. Most of all, it’s Christmas filtered through my lens. A little sacred, a little absurd, and a whole lot of chaos. It’s my way of saying, “Merry Christmas.”
