Yeah, I Was A Child Of American

I Guess I Didn't Enjoy Drawing Very Much. It Was Like Homework.

I Knew I Was Weird By The Time I Was Four. I Knew I Wasn't Like Other Boys. I Knew I Was More Fearful. I Didn't Like The Rough And Tumble Most Boys Were Into. I Knew I Was A Sissy.

There's Many Heroic Underappreciated Investigative Journalists.

The Work Itself Is What Motivates Me. I Like My Own Stuff, You Know? I Like The Way It Looks. I Do It To Please Myself First.

The Fine-art World Knows Very Little About The Cartoon World.