Paul Murry looks like something out of Marlboro Country. No, that’s not right. He rolls his own cigarettes and avoids store-bought. Probably he should be in a beer commercial—big gusto and zest—which is okay; he likes beer. Broad of shoulder and narrow of hip, with a face seamed and leathery, he should be driving pile or rigging wells. But he doesn’t. For the past twenty years he’s been drawing Mickey Mouse.
Here, in his own words, is his story and comments on his life, his art and Mickey Mouse. […]

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