Science fiction transported me in an almost metaphysical way. I had the feeling that I was part of the great contemporary mystery, a human being, part of a global species, a planetary consciousness facing the stars.
An artist must smash down the systems that domesticate the mind.
Going from Giraud to Moebius, I twisted the strip; changed dimensions. I was the same and yet someone else. Moebius is the result of my duality.
The comics were not only stories to enjoy; for me they were drawings that possessed me.
A legend – now I am like a unicorn.
I started in 1957 when I sold my first story to a magazine.
The computer is very good for me; I can magnify my work very easily.