A looong time ago, I drew my way through a pack of 100 index cards in two days. It was pretty insane, and I wrecked my hand for a week to come, but it did get me out of an artistic slump I'd been in for a month.
It did not get me out of this slump by helping me to create especially GOOD art, though. Although some of the cards did in fact turn out surprisingly well, and I found that they were quite a good work surface, most of the pictures were made just to make something. Nothing holds me up artistically quite as much as an utterly delusional recurring urge to perfectionism,
So I made the cards, and promised myself I'd show them to other people, even. As in, "even though they're gonna be awful". So here, the first of some of those surviving cards: