Going too far is half the pleasure of not getting anywhere.

She encouraged any artistic impulse I had, and my father discouraged any artistic impulse I had. They took out their problems with each other on me and my sister.

Yes, but personally I was never a big acid head.

I went to an art school in Brooklyn and painted Fine Art, if thats what youd call it for eight years in New York, until I saw the first underground comics in the East Village Other.

Then I abandoned comics for fine art because I had some romantic vision of being like Vincent Van Gogh Jr.

Going too far is half the pleasure of not getting anywhere.

I had a very diametrically opposite set of parents.