This really saddens me. He’s always been a great inspiration.
“Doing books, doing pictures.. and it’s the only true happiness I’ve ever enjoyed in my life. It’s sublime to just go into another room and make pictures, it’s magic time, where all your weaknesses of character and all blemishes of personality and whatever else torments you fades away… You’re doing the one thing you want to do and you do it well and you know you do it well. And you’re happy. The whole promise is to do the work. Sitting down at the drawing table, turning on the radio. And I think what a transcendent life this is that I’m doing everything that I want to do and at that moment I feel like I’m a lucky man. I’m trying very hard to concentrate on what is here. What I can see, what I can smell, what I can feel, making that the important business of life.”