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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.

Berkeley Breathed

My kids hear me behind my door, giggling like an idiot, and they roll their eyes at the blatant indignity of it all.
BERKELEY BREATHED

Doors Eye Kids
The universe throws us some obvious little pitches sometimes, and we need to be awake enough not to let them slip by.
BERKELEY BREATHED

Littles Needs Sometimes
A mind is a terrible thing. All this evolution nonsense is making me feel like a complete APE!
BERKELEY BREATHED

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
If I could have drawn a cat yelling for lasagna every day for 15 years and have them pay me $30 million to do so, I would have.
BERKELEY BREATHED

Cat Years Yelling
The digital world has allowed me a connection with my reader that I’d never had before. I didn’t meet the people who read my material.
BERKELEY BREATHED

Allow Artist Connection People
Irony can elude the genius among us, sometimes.
BERKELEY BREATHED

Elude Genius Irony
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.
BERKELEY BREATHED

Comfort Cynical Heart
Harry Potter’ shouldn’t be children’s first experience with suspense and plot turns.
BERKELEY BREATHED

Children Plot Suspense
I’ll confess right here that I secretly wish I’d have drawn a strip about a little boy with a fake tiger, going for adventures throughout the universe in spaceships of his imagination.
BERKELEY BREATHED

Adventure Boys Imagination
I don’t get fan mail. It disappeared with the digital revolution.
BERKELEY BREATHED

Digital Revolution Fans Mail
A turkey which was no doubt a lively, intelligent bird… a social being… capable of actual affection… nuzzling its young with almost human- like compassion. Anyway, it’s dead and we’re gonna eat it. Please give our respects to its family.
BERKELEY BREATHED

Affection Anyone Capable Country Dead Social
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
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
And just as it is with all proper grannies, she ordered me into my pink bunny jammies.
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Bunnies Granny Jammies
I could draw Bloom County with my nose and pay my cleaning lady to write it, and I’d bet I wouldn’t lose 10% of my papers over the next twenty years. Such is the nature of comic-strips. Once established, their half-life is usually more than nuclear waste.
BERKELEY BREATHED

Paper Writing Years

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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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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