Ole Kringle

This one came about as a thought as I was waking up one Saturday morning a couple of years ago.

Yeah.. Typical of me to be thinking about a vicious, cannibalistic Santa Clause during the month of December.

So a poem came out of these sick thoughts of carnage. Then came the drawing and animating. It took hours and lots of patience and there really isn't that much animation. I realized I was only 1 man.. In need of a team.

My dark, voice narrates this brutal little tale. Christmas isn't quite Christmas without some bloodshed. :)