I was just taking my sketchbook to Kinko's and making photocopies and hand-assembling them - folding them over and stapling them.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
Since I was a child I have always been cutting things out and gluing them together rather than drawing them.
I carry a notebook full of sketches of pictures I want to take - they are really scruffy sketches, but at least I am going out there with a clear objective.
As long as I can remember, I was drawing or trying to create something.
I'm supposed to be making comics, so I had to do it the best way I knew how, which is what those guys at the beginning of the Twentieth Century were doing.
A part of my kind of design and inspiration ethos is that I carry around a leather notebook and I sketch in it, doodle in it, write notes in it, and I put pictures in it.
When I look through my sketchbooks, they bring back moments that I would otherwise have completely forgotten.
We made drawings the size of a whole quarter of a room ceiling, which we would then send on to the model makers. I did this every day for two years. Even now I can draw cartouches with my eyes closed.
Those early sketches looked too cartoony; I really wanted to do detailed drawings - I was taking anatomy classes - but unfortunately I wasn't able to do it because of the time element.
I assemble my ideas in pieces on a computer file, then gradually find a place for them on a piece of scaffolding I erect.
In bad weather, I spent hours drawing action figures on paper, coloring them, backing them on cardboard, then cutting them out and creating whole stories around their lives.