I started this drawing on a whim last Christmas–one of those times an image just pops into your head followed by a mad rush to get it on paper before it dissipates never to be glimpsed again. I can’t tell you how many times this has happened to me, but I have been trying to get better about latching onto ideas like this and wrestling with them until they perch obediently on a 5×7 sketchbook page. With some gentle cajoling on my side of the screen, Santa appeared in this final form in the middle of a snowy forest on Christmas morning. The hard night’s work accomplished, he makes his journey home to where some milk and cookies lie in wait.
Zoe Andersen 