I'd be a Libertarian, if they weren't all a bunch of tax-dodging professional whiners.

That's the conundrum of cartoon stripping, as opposed to political cartoons. When your anger is the driving force of your drawing hand, failure follows. The anger is OK, but it has to serve the interests of the heart, frankly.

I'd be a Libertarian, if they weren't all a bunch of tax-dodging professional whiners.

I paint digitally now. A pity, in some ways, as the biggest price one pays is that you no longer have a finished piece of physical art to hang on a wall. I miss that terribly.

I drew the last image ever of Opus at midnight while Puccini was playing and I got rather stupid. Thirty years. A bit like saying goodbye to a child - which is ironic because I was never, never sentimental about him as many of his fans were.

I was never asked to join the Editorial Cartoonists Of America. No fraternity would have me in college, either. I think they know something.

And just as it is with all proper grannies, she ordered me into my pink bunny jammies.