I Guess I Didn't Enjoy Drawing Very

I Draw The Line At Some Things. Some Things I Won't Do For Any Amount Of Money. Like For Instance, There's A Couple Of Ceos Of Very Large Corporations That Offered Me Lots Of Money To Do Special Pictures For Them. And I Just Refused To Do That. Even If It Was A Million Dollars I Wouldn't Do It.

They Were Just Snapshots, Nothing Special, Nothing Particularly Artistic. They Were Used For Utility Purposes. (on Photographs Of Mundane Streetscapes He Had Stanley Something-or-other Take In Sacramento In 1988 To Serve As Backgrounds To His Cartoons. People Don't Draw It, All This Crap, People Don't Focus Attention On It Because It's Ugly, It's Bleak, It's Depressing... But, This Is The World We Live In; I Wanted My Work To Reflect That, The Background Reality Of Urban Life. )

As A Kid Growing Up In The 1950s I Became Acutely Aware Of The Changes Taking Place In American Culture And I Must Say I Didn't Much Like It. I Witnessed The Debasement Of Architecture, And I Could See A Decline In The Quality Of Things Like Comic Books And Toys, Things Made For Kids. Old Things Seemed To Have More Life, More Substance, More Humanity In Them.

I Lose Patience With Long Stories. I Get People Who Go, "crumb, Do Some Long Stories, Do A Graphic Novel." Novel-schmovel.

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