You Know That Great Car-stomach Feeling When

I Think Of Images As An Immune System And A Transit System.

At The Center Of Everything We Call 'the Arts,' And Children Call 'play,' Is Something Which Seems Somehow Alive.

I Found Myself Compelled, Like This Weird, Shameful Compulsion To Draw Cute Animals.

I Was Unable To Sleep And I Would Stay Up And Draw These Little Cartoons. Then A Friend Showed Them Around. Before I Knew It I Was A Cartoonist.

As I Enter The Small Intestine I Get Squeezed By Muscles. Its Dark And The Walls Look Like Slimey Crushed Velvet Theres Pancreas Juice On Me Help Me I Am Disintigrating.