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I was never asked to join the Editorial Cartoonists Of America. No fraternity would have me in college, either. I think they know something.

Berkeley Breathed

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 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
It’s not terribly dignified to have anyone seeing one laugh at one’s own material.
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Laughing Materials Seeing
I knew ‘Mars Needs Moms! ‘ would be a movie seconds after the title came to mind. Similarly, I also knew that my daughter would be calling me a dork as a default term of endearment eventually.
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Daughter Mom Mother
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 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.
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Paper Writing Years
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
Steve Dallas…a frat-boy lawyer who I knew in school. He’s never written me. I suspect he was shot by an annoyed girlfriend, which has saved me many legal fees.
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Boys Girlfriend School
If you’ll read the subtext for many of those old strips, you’ll find the heart of an old-fashioned Libertarian. And I’d be a Libertarian, if they weren’t all a bunch of tax-dodging professional whiners.
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Dodging Fashioned Libertarian Many Old Subject
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’d be a Libertarian, if they weren’t all a bunch of tax-dodging professional whiners.
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Bunch Libertarian Subtext
My kids hear me behind my door, giggling like an idiot, and they roll their eyes at the blatant indignity of it all.
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Doors Eye Kids
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
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
And just as it is with all proper grannies, she ordered me into my pink bunny jammies.
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Bunnies Granny Jammies
That’s the conundrum of cartoon stripping, as opposed to political cartoons. When your anger is the driving force of your drawing hand, failure follows. The anger is OK, but it has to serve the interests of the heart, frankly.
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Anger Hands Heart

I was never asked to join the Editorial Cartoonists Of America. No fraternity would have me in college, either. I think they know something.

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