I Had A Brother Who Was My

I Do Not Remember Any Proper Children's Books In My Childhood. I Was Not Exposed To Them.

Childhood Is Cannibals And Psychotics Vomiting In Your Mouth!

All I Liked To Do When I Was A Kid Was Draw. My Childhood Was Like My Adult Life: Drawing Pictures With My Brother, Putting The Comics Up On The Glass Window, And Tracing The Characters Onto Tracing Paper Or Drawing Paper And Then Coloring Them. That And Making Things Was All We Ever Did.

I Was A Very Sickly Child. My Parents Were Immigrants. They Were Not Decorous. They Were Not Discreet. They Always Thought I Was Gonna Die.

Truthfullness To Life-both Fantasy Life And Factual Life-is The Basis Of All Great Art.