I Wanted To Be Acknowledged

I Have Been Doodling With Ink And Watercolor On Paper All My Life. It's My Way Of Stirring Up My Imagination To See What I Find Hidden In My Head. I Call The Results Dream Pictures, Fantasy Sketches, And Even Brain-sharpenin G Exercises.

My Brother, Who Was Older, Was The Gifted One, Much More Talented Than I.

An Illustrator In My Own Mind - And This Is Not A Truth Of Any Kind - Is Someone Who So Falls In Love With Writing That He Wishes He Had Written It, And The Closest He Can Get To Is Illustrating It. And The Next Thing You Learn, You Have To Find Something Unique In This Book, Which Perhaps Even The Author Was Not Entirely Aware Of. And That's What You Hold On To, And That's What You Add To The Pictures: A Whole Other Story That You Believe In, That You Think Is There.

I Think That If In Your Heart, You Are Seeking Out A Real Puzzle, And You're Not Looking To Frighten Anybody, You're Not Looking To Upset Anybody, And You're Looking To Discuss A Subject That You Yourself Went Through When You Were Nine - You Just Don't Remember The Difficulties Of One's Own Childhood.

God, I Had Great People In My Life.