from today's Guardian:

“I am really trying to understand what the fuck?” he says. “The world was never a bed of roses, but at this point, every time I look up, it’s like … oh, man, you know? I feel like if I had a tattoo – which I’ll never get voluntarily – it would be on my chest. It would say: ‘You can’t make this shit up’, and it would glow bright red about five times a day.” 

...“Early on I realised I didn’t want to become a Trump caricaturist – that it was just playing into his narcissism, ultimately. I just backed off and I’m now trying to see what the hell’s been happening to us. It makes me recant something I rather cockily said back in 2001, which was when I found myself unable to move from September 11 to September 12. About three months later, my brains poured back in my head and I said: ‘I guess disaster is my muse.’” He recants: “Now disaster is just a fucking disaster.”

https://www.theguardian.com/books/2020/oct/17/graphic-artist-art-spiegelman-on-maus-politics-and-drawing-badly