Was Daedalus really stricken with grief when Icarus fell into the sea? Or just disappointed by the design failure

I started to get bored with that stuff about only drawing men and I've taken it out of the slideshow.

Basically, my work is play. It never actually feels that way - I'm always aiming to attain that state. But I get to do for a living what I did as a child for fun, and that's pretty cool.

I don't know, maybe it's because I was raised Catholic. Confession has always held a great appeal for me.

Although I am good at enumerating my father’s flaws, it’s hard for me to sustain much anger at him. I expect this is partly because he’s dead, and partly because the bar is lower for fathers than it is for mothers.

It's a hard thing to age a character because you can't really suddenly give someone gray hair.

Watching everyone root through their psyche, it just delights me. Especially R. Crumb's stuff.