Whenever you’re in a creative rut, just engage a six year old in conversation. We were at a friend’s house for lunch, and one of the kids was playing on the host’s exercise equipment. We told the child that he would have really big muscles from playing around as he was, to which he replied “so big, that they’ll reach to the sky!” How could I not draw that! The thought manifested itself as some old-timey Coney Island boardwalk muscleman, and the details just grew as I sketched out the concept. Here’s the pencil comp, and the final sketchbook drawing, which I used as practice in drawing without black outlines.