I never sat down and decided to make work about life and death. It just all comes out of my head like water pouring out of a jug.

I don't really want to tell jokes about trivia; I'd kind of rather tell jokes about things like life and death.

Making drawings with text in the first place, it really was born of a desire to be economic, and to do things as simply as possible, and to do as much as I could by the most economic means.

If the work jells a little bit in terms of being placed in the oeuvre, I don't care - as long as it works.

I'm definitely not an outsider artist. I'm very much an insider artist. I get written about in art magazines, and I'm not, like, in a mental institution. I'm a regular guy who went to art school.

I don't draw every day. I tend to draw intensely during certain periods of time. I draw to amuse myself on occasion, when I am bored and drawing is the only fun to be had.

I guess I must just be obsessed with death. Apparently you think about it a lot more as you get older. Maybe you could chart how when I was in my 20s I talked about sex all the time, and in my 40s it's just death.