I think in many ways it seems like those drawings saved your life. Being able to draw was a release. New Yorker didn't have any use for them. I remember at 15 or thereabouts visiting the art director of Evergreen Review who was an illustrator named Dick Hess. And that sent me into a tailspin for about six to 12 months.
Steven Heller—legendary writer and author—joins to discuss his new book “Growing Up Underground,” an entertaining and humorous coming-of-age story at the center of New York’s youth culture in the 1960s and 1970s.