SF Gate: Fritz the Cat will be there. Mr. Natural will be there. The Snoid will be there. But R. Crumb will not. “Robert wears his nerves on the outside of his body,” explains Crumb’s wife, Aline, as they swap the Sheraton room telephone back and forth. “He appreciates the fact that all these people … Continue reading Drawing out artist R. Crumb
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