Moebius is gone. After a long illness Jean Giraud passed away today. When you have read and stare at drawings of someone for such a long time as I have to Giraud's ones, you have the feeling of knowing him for a long time. You believe you understand him the same way you understand your best friends. But this is a kind of a different friendship in wich you can only know about the other when a new album is released or when someone interviews him or just when you discover something old you haven't read before in a book store or surffing the net. It's a weird friendship. But it's ever weirder to realize that of those three actual real ways to know something about your "friend", now only the last one is left. Rest in peace Jean.
