I wanted to be an artist and a cartoonist since I was 10 years old -- I am entirely self-taught, and I learned to draw from copying and tracing my favorite comic artists. I was voted "Most Artistic" in my high school yearbook.
I was raised Presbyterian, but our family eventually stopped going to church. In 1968 I went off to college at Sacramento State College, but dropped out in my 2nd year -- I only wanted to take ART classes, but the school made me take all these "general education" classes! I should have known that the only school I really belonged at was an Art School -- or better yet, I should have been in a cartoonist studio somewhere, but all of those seemed to be in New York or Los Angeles -- not where we lived!
Let's hear it for the '60s and the '70s -- I grew long hair, went to concerts, was in a band for a brief time in 1968 , did the usual things that "hippies" of that day did -- but I always had an interest in "finding God," and after spending 10+ years being a New Ager, I finally managed to find the REAL God . . .