If The Public Dislikes One Of My

I Had A Couple Of Million Dollars' Worth Of... Stock Once. And Now It's Not Worth Much More Than Wallpaper. I Guess I Just Wasn't Born To Be Rich.

Eisenhower Had About The Most Expressive Face I Ever Painted, I Guess. Just Like An Actor's. Very Mobile. When He Talked, He Used All The Facial Muscles. And He Had A Great, Wide Mouth That I Liked. When He Smiled, It Was Just Like The Sun Came Out.

I Used To Sit In The Studio With A Copy Of The (saturday Evening) Post Laid Across My Knees ... And Then I'd Conjure Up A Picture Of Myself As A Famous Illustrator And Gloat Over It, Putting Myself In Various Happy Situations, Surrounded By Admiring Females, Deferred To By Office Flunkies At The Magazines, Wined And Dined By The Editor.

I'm Still About As Pigeon-toed As You Can Get. But I Learned To Manage Pretty Well On A Bike. Should Have Had A Bicycle Then, When I Was A Kid, But Our Family Didn't Have The Money For Such Luxuries. I Saved Up To Buy One Myself A Few Years Later.

No Man With A Conscience Can Just Bat Out Illustrations. He's Got To Put All His Talent And Feeling Into Them!