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There has to be a kind of obstinance in wanting to be a cartoonist. Cartooning offers no secure roadmap to fame and fortune -- or, at least, just eeking out a decent living to put meat (or Boca Burgers) on the table. You can't just go and get a degree and then get placed in a nice 9 to 5 cartooning job with salary and percs. You have to hustle, try new stuff, get your work out there.
And what do you do when a cartooning icon looks at your hard work and tells you to (as we say in Brooklyn) fuggedaboutit!?!
Scott Shaw explains -- and that's what I mean when I say there has to be a certain amount of wrong headedness in your reactions to the lemons life gives you. Stop reading and go look.
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