This morning I received the shocking news that Jean "Moebius" Giraud had died. He had been ill for some time, he passed on at his home in Paris.
I would like to express my deepest sympathy to his close friends and family.
I too feel as if I have lost a close family member. Those that know me know what this man meant to me. He was, at the beginning of my comic book career, my inspiration, my master and my guide. He continues to be all these things, he always will be.
The feeling of shock is heightened for me as it was only a few days ago that I was talking with an editor about contacting him. Jean and I had talked many years ago about working together on a graphic novel, I'd spent the intervening years being too terrified to approach him, as my editor agreed "He's too much of a Legend!" I never did send the letter I wrote, and re-wrote...and re-wrote. Despite his wonderful character and warmth I couldn't get past the uncontrollable fear of his status as a Legend.
Jean was, in a way, a father figure to me. I became aware of his work only a few years before my Father passed away. His work spoke to me as only a father can. He once told me that we were brothers. I guess this explains my mixed emotions right now. I've lost another Father and a brother all in one day.
His work will live on.