16.3.05

uninspired


This was back from Dylan's Posse wrestling days. He's more pumped up now and got rid of his pathetic posse. He prefers to tag team it with the Mucha Lucha bunch these days. This picture appears courtesy of a brain currently devoid of creativity. To prove the point further, somebody else did the illustration.

Imagine if you had to write or illustrate for a living and you came up with...nothing, due to lack of inspiration. There's nothing I desire to write about at this moment. Racking my brains and I come up with Nevadas's flatlands and see nothing for miles and miles around but sand. If I could turn that sand into a dreamscape it would be great, but instead it just blows in the wind to reshape the landscape that I cannot see.