My wife and I started a tradition of making fucked up Christmas cards, the type that made my wife’s family wonder what their little angel was doing down in the devil’s den.
Then we started doing them for other people, then for businesses and somehow this lead to a solo exhibit. Strange world.
My personal favorite from the series. The one-eyed dog wearing the cone of shame, I may never top it.
We found a lot of creative ways to kill santa.
This is the one that started them all. Below are my families personal Christmas cards. Everyone has their favorites, some got us into trouble. I’m partial to 2011 and 2018.
I’ll admit, this one didn’t sit well with the relatives, we took a year off. Probably for the best.