Behold the wonder (wonder that I even consider this food)--I call it a jam-wich! Simply explained, I have no peanut butter, nor spread of that fashion, an excess of wheat tortillas, and a couple of jars of jam. The result is a copious amount of jam spread onto a tortilla, rolled up, and then eaten, much like some uncouth, unknown cousin of the cannoli. Though bearing a nutritional value of nothing, and the probable side effects of a much higher risk of diabetes later down the road, these seem to be an interesting solution to the slightly sticky situation--creative boredom.
On the sweet note of creativity (a note more worthy of mention), there is plenty of time to sit back a sketch a little while here at college. It's fun to get back in the swing of the sketch--now if only I could get back to that sweet spot I had reached with shading a while back. It'll come with time. In the meantime, here's what I bring to enjoy with you.
The two figures here (left and bottom center) are two characters eventually in a short story of brotherhood in a land and time that never existed--but would be interesting, should it have. Their names are fun (for me) because of their translations. Punch them into a translator, and see what you get (I'm hoping you get "big" and "small", but "Big" and "kind" work too. If you don't get that, please let me know. Thank you!).
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