But generally speaking, people weren't fired, art jobs were very hard to get, so something really calamitous had to happen to a person who was working there in order for you to find a space.

It was exactly an assembly line. You could look into infinity down these rows of drawing tables.

Everything was sensory and I never saw the structure in anything.

I was not too smart and constantly mouthed off and didn't know anything.

DC used to print up all of their pages, they were the only company that did it.

Precision is not one of the qualities that comes out in my work.

In other words, DC was never harmed by the paper shortages.