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

For some reason writing and drawing are very separate processes for me.

Mostly it was Mad magazine. And I did read a lot of - I had a subscription when I was little, but I also had access to some old collections, the little paperbacks of the really good stuff.

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

I’m glad mainstream culture is starting to catch up to where lesbian-feminism was 30 years ago.

Even drawing gray hair at all is difficult to render in black and white.

It certainly was an important moment for me, that realization that I was not going to get what I wanted. It was very freeing. I keep using that word "freeing" or "liberating." I feel like Houdini sometimes, like I'm just getting out of one set of shackles after another, hanging upside down inside a burlap bag with handcuffs on. Hopefully one day, I'm going to get out of this tank of water.