I Didn't Know What To Expect From

I Know Of No Painless Process For Giving Birth To A Picture Idea. When I Must Produce, I Retire To A Quiet Room With A Supply Of Cheap Paper And Sharp Pencils; My Brain Knows It's Going To Take A Beating.

I Paint Life As I Would Like It To Be.

If A Picture Wasn't Going Very Well I'd Put A Puppy Dog In It, Always A Mongrel, You Know, Never One Of The Full Bred Puppies. And Then I'd Put A Bandage On Its Foot... I Liked It When I Did It, But Now I'm Sick Of It.

I Talk As I Sketch, Too, In Order To Keep Their Minds Off What I'm Doing So I'll Get The Most Natural Expression I Can From Them. Also, The Talking Helps To Size Up The Subject's Personality, So I Can Figure Out Better How To Portray Him.

If The Public Dislikes One Of My Post Covers, I Can't Help Disliking It Myself.