It's the eldery thought that counts..

Yesterday I was just barely able to bust out an artistic session. Still too cold to completely motivate myself though...
Below is what happens when I start drawing before I've decided what I will actually be drawing. I'm not that pleased with it (those slightly handicapped cookies on the right are the definition of laziness) but I suppose It's still worth putting here.

Why can't life be a video game?

Seriously.
During times of great struggle (freezing temperatures, nearly non-existent job, and the literally non-existent motivation) being able to shoot and occasionally cut zombies, aliens, robots, gangsters and Nazis is the only thing keeping me sane.
If only becoming a professional concept artist was as easy as me getting a triple kill by sticking a full Warthog!
...Then I'd try!