They get the idea in their heads that there are other kinds of art.

When I'm on vacation, I go to art shops. I look at other sculptures, magazines and books. It's all about imagination.

He calls it his art exhibit and it changes daily.

Comic art is just different. It's art on its own terms.

We all used to go down to watch Chuck Thome hit the ball. Then, around 1940, his son Art turned into quite a hitter at Manual [High School] in the days when my brother Jim used to play against him for Central. And not far behind him was Chuck Jr.

In the wake of the Patriot Act, during the second administration of George W., you made a series of small, handheld weapons. The rule was that each weapon had to be assembled from household items within minutes. You’d been gay-bashed before, two black eyes while waiting in line for a burrito (you ran after him, of course). Now you thought, if the government comes for its citizens, we should be prepared, even if our weapons are pathetic. Your art-weapons included a steak knife affixed to a bottle of ranch dressing and mounted on an axe handle, a dirty sock sprouting nails, a wooden stump with a clump of urethane resin stuck to one end with dull bolts protruding from it, and more.