Whenever an artist passes away I can’t help but think about all of the fabulous creations that sat in their head, and that only the strongest creations are the ones who manage to force their way out. Those are the only ones who survive, they live on. Sometimes we get dozen’s, sometimes only one or two.
Whether it’s through the fingers of an artist, or the voice of a singer this image from Joe Kubert always reminded me of that oddball thought.
Now all I can say is thanks for all the survivors Joe. Rest in peace