So the news today is that Jean "Moebius" Giraud has passed at the age of 73. The man was a big reason that I love comics so much, and the serialization of Airtight Garage in Heavy Metal was one of the highlights of my month, back then. He'll be missed, but his legacy will live on. Tons of his work here
When I was a kid, his comics were the ones my parents read. I usually didn't understand them, they were Comics For Grown-Ups. It blew my mind when my dad told he was also the guy who was drawing Blueberry.
I grew up, read most of his work, discovered lots of artists who had been influenced by him, one way or another. There was definitely a before and an after Moebius.
I discovered Moebius kind of retro-actively via Geof Darrow's work in the early 90's. As with most great artists, I was drawn in first by the spectacle and detail, but later came to love just how solid of an artist he was. Rock solid. Lots to learn from his lifetime of work.
A friend of mine is part of a numeric art collective and worked on a piece with Moebius in 2007. I went to see the exhibition and Moebius was there nearby, he looked like a perfectly normal and very nice old man, having a good time with friends and family. In addition to being one of the most influential graphic artists of the 20th century, of course. His work will definitely be remembered, that's more than what can be said for most of us...
I visited the Moebius exhibition at the Cartier Fondation in Paris last year, and it was a magical afternoon. Stuffed with original art by the great man, with the highlight being a short documentary based on interviews with him. He seemed very genuine and humble. The exhibition really opened my eyes to a master of whom I was aware but hadn't taken the time to investigate. Sad news.
This was a dark week end for comics and all the Heavy Metal fans ... I had the chance to meet the man three times through comics conventions. The first time I bumped into this sweet hallucinated elder guy . We talked for quite a moment about how people and especially the Swiss were charmingly weird. Nice man and I hadn't a single clue about who he was. A year later, I went to a see the man in a signature thing and was surprised to discover that the guy was Moebius and, without saying anything, he even recognised me.