hellboy failure 1: I have had a "it should have worked" kind of day. This had such a grand look in my head... and it, well... um... yeah. Let's just call it a boundary setting day. I now know that my boundary does not go into this realm at this time. It hurts when I do this. This goes into the bonfire pile for the fall. I have heard... that years ago when people painted illustrations... yes, with paint. Back in Dayton there was a group of Illustrators that once a year met for a "bad art" burning. They would take one piece... their most hated, frustrating piece of the year and in a moment of ultimate domination... sacrificed it to the art gods in a bonfire oh so satisfying. Sending it back to Creation, where hopefully it will fall into somebody else's head. Then the next recipient can set it on fire and send it back up to restart the circle again. Who ever gave me this stinker... thanks a bunch... and to whomever I will unleash this dump of an idea... it's all yours to pass forward. Don't get any on ya.