The World Doesn't Make Sense Until You

I Moved To New York And Was Told, "go Back Home. We Don't Need You. Go Pump Gas. You're From Vermont. We've Got No Use For You. You're Not Drawing Guys In Tights." So, I Learned How To Draw Guys In Tights, And I Put Them In As Many Crime Situations As I Could.

When You Have A Brush In Your Hand, Inking A Beautiful Woman Is A Lot Like Running Your Hands Over Her.

When You Got A Condition, It's Bad To Forget Your Medicine.

An Old Man Dies. A Young Woman Lives. A Fair Trade.

I Prefer To Write And Draw In The Privacy Of My Home And With Total Freedom And Then Take It To The Lion's Den.