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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.

Berkeley Breathed

Some of us find our lives abridged even before the paperback comes out.
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Abridged Lives Our Paperback
It was a huge challenge to learn digital painting well enough so that computers don’t pop into mind when one sees one.
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Challenges Digital Mind
I can say that even in the midst of my most cynical comic stripping: Opus shone through with a bit of heart, anchoring the ugly proceedings with a comforting pull of emotion.
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Comfort Cynical Heart
I don’t get fan mail. It disappeared with the digital revolution.
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Digital Revolution Fans Mail
I’d be a Libertarian, if they weren’t all a bunch of tax-dodging professional whiners.
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Bunch Libertarian Subtext
It’s not terribly dignified to have anyone seeing one laugh at one’s own material.
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Laughing Materials Seeing
Keep in mind that in 1985, I had a potential readership of over 50 million Americans. At that time, a good portion of those were under 30.
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Mind Portions Readership
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.
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Art Missing Wall
The cartooning was always just an abstraction. It was an income. It was making me famous. It was allowing me to go and do other things that I’d wanted to do.
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Abstraction Income Wanted
I grew up in Los Angeles and always wished I’d spent a childhood in a far different place.
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Childhood Country Different
The fan letters were mostly answered by professional people that’d done them for a living. And I didn’t have any daily connection with their response to my work. I didn’t have a relationship with my audience. And every artist should have it.
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Connection Fans Living Material Relationship Work
A mind is a terrible thing. All this evolution nonsense is making me feel like a complete APE!
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Evolution Mind
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.
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Children Goodbye Stupid
The universe throws us some obvious little pitches sometimes, and we need to be awake enough not to let them slip by.
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Littles Needs Sometimes
I ignore Hallmark Holidays. And this comes from a guy who has sold a million Opus greeting cards.
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Cards Guy Holiday
I will go to my grave in a state of abject endless fascination that we all have the capacity to become emotionally involved with a personality that doesn’t exist.
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Fascination Personality States

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.

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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.

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