The holidays are here, and if you haven’t already finished shopping for the artists in your life, you’ll find some inspiration from the sixteen artists that Jo Rosenthal has spoken to, who all know what they are hoping to find under the tree this year.
Studio Santa, a beacon so bright,
Glides through your studio on one magical night.
With his list in hand and his sleigh packed tight,
He’s bringing every creative some holiday light.
Artists, you see, have one heartfelt plea:
“No more supplies under our tree!
No easels, no pastels, no ink in a jar,
We’ve got enough tools—we’ve stocked up by far!”
Instead, they wish for treasures untold,
Gifts that enchant and never grow old.
For Alistair, MoMA slippers so warm,
Perfect for weathering any cold storm.
A Miu Miu bag for Avery’s cheer,
A stylish companion to carry all year.
Rachel dreams of Pool EDP,
A fragrance that whispers of the open sea.
Emily smiles for a Lego orchid, so fine,
A plant that lights up like a starry design.
For Zach, Bottega boots and a wish profound,
A peaceful planet where love abounds.
Ethan needs sound for all his gaming quests,
A Bluetooth adapter to give him the best.
Abby wants a VHS camera with tapes,
To capture nostalgia in every escape.
Heather’s heart yearns for a Prounis charm,
A pendant that dazzles yet feels so warm.
Finlay desires a Chrome Industries bag on the go,
For journeys through rain or in the sun’s glow.
Kathleen dreams of a cleaner for her floors,
A Bissell to conquer the most demanding chores.
Michelle imagines Tabi Mary Janes,
Shoes that set trends while breaking chains.
48 x 60 in.
Anya hopes for a shift in the tide,
Trump’s impeachment success with justice as a guide.
Zoë requests Tatcha’s skincare bliss,
A luminous glow she’ll never miss.
Another Abbi expands her wardrobe with glee,
Flore Flore’s whole collection, her fantasy spree.
While Zac wishes for Wicked’s best,
Iconic dolls to stand the test.
Liana desires a Criterion feast,
Films to inspire her, to say the least.
For artists remaining, Santa’s aware,
They crave surprises, both thoughtful and rare.
No pencils, no brushes, no paper to fold,
But gifts of delight, creative and bold.
Studio Santa knows just what to impart,
The gift of joy is the truest art.
Through the night, he rides with his sleigh in flight,
Spreading the magic and making it right.
Studio Santa, your work is pure gold,
A legend of wonder forever retold.
But heed this truth: he comes just once a year,
Visiting artists both humble and sincere.
He watches your craft, your passion, your drive,
The way that you keep your creative spark alive.
Share your gifts kindly, let your heart lead the way,
And Studio Santa might stop by to stay.
But if selfish or careless, or your art lacks its spark,
Studio Santa won’t visit to light up your dark!
So be the best artist, neighbor, and friend,
With generosity and care that never ends.
If your heart’s not true, or your spirit turns cold,
Santa will pass it and leave your art practice left untold!
Words by Jo Rosenthal
