This is a drawing I did for a postcard for The Museum of Comic and Cartoon Art. They wanted to make a card to publicize my show, and I tried to think of something funny that represented my years in the business. Actually, the piles of drawings should be much taller and more numerous, since I have been drawing since I was eight. But you get the idea. The cat: well, I am not a crazy cat person, although I have always had at least one cat. This little orange guy represents all the cats I’ve had. Dogs are equally important to me, but I really had to pick only one animal for the drawing.

In a twitter interview yesterday (yes, you heard right, a twitter interview), I was asked when I started drawing. Many of us cartoonists started when we were young as a coping mechanism.  For whatever reason, many of us felt–and still feel–like we don’t fit in. So drawing was a way to be busy and not look like you were feeling left out; and to get attention from the cool kids. This is still what it’s like. My new book is a lot about issues of fitting in.  But it is good for cartoonists to be on the fringe of society, that way we can watch everyone better.