I've gotten a lot of livid letters about the awfulness of my work. I've never known what to make of it. Why do people bother to write if they hate what I do?
Lynda BarryI was unable to sleep and I would stay up and draw these little cartoons. Then a friend showed them around. Before I knew it I was a cartoonist.
Lynda BarrySometimes, I think the only art left for us is slowly peeling the label off a beer bottle while somebody tells you about a dream they had.
Lynda Barry