When you've got a craving, there's nothing to do but find a way to satisfy it. It doesn't matter if it's a craving for pepperoni pizza or an irresistible urge to draw chemically-mutated reptiles. Trying to deny yourself is futile.
Ever since carving Leonardo out of paper and wood an eon or two ago, I've had an itch to have him joined by his friends, family, and enemies. Where Leo was the turtle I identified with most, my younger brother, Loki, always dug Michelangelo. I never knew if it was because his favorite color was orange, the surfer 'tude, or that you can easily make a pair of nunchucks out of the cardboard tube from a roll of paper towels. Of course, our household's version of Mikey wasn't the pizza-scarfing, skateboard-riding doofus from the cartoon. He was a mean, green, Foot-butt kicking machine.
Eventually, I'd love to do all four turtles and maybe a couple of their enemies as well. They're just fun to draw and cut! At this rate, I might finish before I'm sixty.