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

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

Partly I resented being perceived as weak because I was a girl.

Who embalms the Undertaker when he dies?

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.

It's imprecise and insufficient, defining the homosexual as a person whose gender expression is at odds with his or her sex.

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.