When did it suddenly become cool to hate everything? It's a growing problem, especially in the entertainment world, and no one benefits from an increasingly hard to please, pessimistic audience.
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NOTE (4/1/08): Moved from Community Projects > Contests > 2007 > 2007 Holiday Contests > Nativity Contest in order to make available as print.
'Twas Christmas in the trenches where the frost, so bitter hung In 1914 the world was plunged into conflict with the assassination of Archduke Franz Ferdinand of Austria. Called the First World War, the Great War, and the War to End All Wars; fought simultaneously on land, sea and, for the first time, air, it was, up to that point, the single most devastating conflict in modern history, resulting in the deaths of between 20 and 70 million people - almost half of them civilians, and not all of them lost to battle. It disintegrated four empires, devastated countries, and paved the way for a second, even deadlier war. On the Western Front, the war was fought in trenches separated by stretches of ground known as No Man's Land, littered with land mines, barbed wires and corpses, and devastated by intense bombing and shelling. Pinned down, with no effective way to advance upon the enemy, a stalemate was forced as both sides were left to suffer the discomfort of the cold, the mud, the unpalatably repetitive rations, the rats and lice - and disease. But something extraordinary happened around the Christmas of 1914. The sound of artillery faded to a dull thud, and lit Christmas trees appeared along the German front. Carols filled the air as the English and the Germans vied with one another for supremacy of song. Occasionally projectiles sailed from one trench to the other, exploding in treats rather than shrapnel. Heads peeked cautiously above sandbags and, when no bullets followed, soldiers gathered the courage to venture into No Man's Land, where they met "yesterday's enemies" hand to hand. While orders were issued by some commanders against fraternising with the enemy, many high-ranking officers decided to relax regulations for the season, and some of them even joined in the making of contact. Conversations broke out, items were exchanged - photographs, chocolates, cigarettes, coat buttons -, football games were played. Their fallen comrades were finally given a decent burial, and services were held. The truce held 'til Christmas Day for some, the New Year for others, as soldiers finally settled back to war. This is a message to remind those reading it that Christmas isn't all about stockings and credit cards, turkey dinners and plays; and that, even in the darkest of times, Christmas can be beautiful, for a moment however brief. A meaningful Christmas to those who celebrate it, and good tidings this holiday season to all else. ------------------------ My Christmas card for the year, and my submission for `shell4art's Christmas contest. I know it's a rather odd choice of themes, but she did say, "It can be anything!" The story of the Christmas truce caught my imagination ever since I read about it in a magazine as a child, and when I recently found John McCutcheon's song, Christmas in the Trenches, it brought back memories of the story, and I badly wanted to draw it. I do not expect this even begins to do the story justice, but for now I am at peace with it. NOTES GIVEAWAY - claimed by I am giving away a printed card copy of this picture to the first person to correctly tell me the outcome of the famous football game in the Frelinghein-Houplines sector, as described by German officer Leutnant Johannes Niemann as well as several others (the score, and in whose favour). Please bear in mind, however, that you *will* have to supply me with your postal address (!) and, depending on the distance between on our countries, the card may or may not arrive before 25th December (although I can safely say that it will get there before the 12th day of Christmas). Daily DeviationGiven 2008-01-01Stille Nacht by =DarthFar This is the overall winner of the "Show Me Your Nativity" contest. the details are incredible! I really enjoy the nostalgic coloring and shading. The story represented is one I never heard and the images tell it so well. This artist deserves your respect and I hope you visit their gallery and give all the art it's well deserved kudos. Happy New Year all! (Featured by `shell4art) |
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I like the word 'indolence'. It makes my laziness seem classy.
~Bern Williams
~WinterSnaps | ~GloriousWintersong
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Be nice to everyone!
PS: Sorry about Micturition Guy.
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Farthos, bug-eyed member of The Four Muskatos, comrade of Wraithos, Jedirikkos and Tanabatamis.
~SDS-PAGE | *sw-KotOR
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Farthos, bug-eyed member of The Four Muskatos, comrade of Wraithos, Jedirikkos and Tanabatamis.
~SDS-PAGE | *sw-KotOR
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Be nice to everyone!
Do I win???
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Of course my mind is in the gutter. I keep it there so my career won't get lonely! - L. D.
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I'm hoping it's right.
Anywho, now that the excitement of possibly winning is past, let me congratulate you on a holiday masterwork of incredible tenderness and compassion.
Easy to see that you put a great deal of thought and effort into this and it really shows.
(Santa and Rudolph emotes simply do NOT belong in a comment here.
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Of course my mind is in the gutter. I keep it there so my career won't get lonely! - L. D.
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I sing this song for the frogs in my head.
Greg Keelor from Blue Rodeo
That's a LOT of inking. Well done, and I'm loving the ship.
I don't think this is a weird subject at all. It's like a history lesson every time I come over to your gallery. I'll tell you this, if my teachers spent as much time researching their lesson plans as you do for one of your paintings, I might have learned more.
Great idea for a card giveaway. Although I would never give you my address for fear you would come over and just fall asleep on my couch. I mean, seriously, the nerve!
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Wraithos, member of The Four Muskatos, comrade of Farthos, Jedirikkos, and Tanabatamis.
"Oh sweet lord, I'm a walking doodle." - Cassandra
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Try my Website here [link]
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