Talent is a funny thing. I’m a mediocre artist and I know it; my art is very hit-and-miss. It’s sometimes very irritating, and in this case the irony is somewhat painful. I can spend hours and hours and hours working my heart out on a real project… and it ends up looking like crap… or I can scribble out a birthday present for a friend based on the worst books ever written and the most hilariously bad movies ever made… and it ends up looking like this:
