...crappy schlock? Getcher cavalcade of bad nativities here! (And don't miss the links on the sidebar to Angels We Have Heard Are High, the 2004 cavalcade, Stations of the Kitsch, and the Passion of the Tchotchke.)
Oh my god! I am laughing so hard! Why have I never wondered about the moment when the artist is faced with the blank piece of black velvet, waiting for inspiration to arrive?
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