I Look Crazy. I Know I Do.

I Started Doing Cartoons When I Was About 21. I Never Thought I Would Be A Cartoonist. It Happened Behind My Back. I Was Always A Painter And Drawer.

The Thing I Call ‘my Mind’ Seems To Be Kind Of Like A Landlord That Doesn’t Really Know Its Tenants.

This Ability To Exist In Pieces Is What Some Adults Call Resilience. And I Suppose In Some Way It Is A Kind Of Resilience, A Horrible Resilience That Makes Adults Believe Children Forget Trauma.

Cartoonist Was The Weirdest Name I Finally Let Myself Have. I Would Never Say It. When I Heard It I Silently Thought, What An Awful Word.

I Listen Like Mad To Any Conversation Taking Place Next To Me Just Trying To Hear Why This Is Funny. Women's Restrooms Are Especially Great. I Wash My Hands Twice Waiting For People To Come In And Start Talking.