Monday, August 13, 2007
R.I.P. Mike Wieringo
Have you ever gotten your ass kicked so badly that you couldn't believe ass-kickings of the like even existed?
That's what today feels like.
One of the purest, most creative artists of this or any generation, my absolute favorite artist, Mike Wieringo, passed away.
You have no idea how much this saddens me.
Mike Wieringo, in the few times I met him, was always kind to me with his time and abilities. One of my absolute joys in comics fandom was the day I walked up to him, sketchbook in hand, and asked him to draw a sketch of Lady Cop.
After hours of sketching Spider-Man, The Thing and other world renowned comics luminaries, the look of absolute befuddlement on this man's face as I showed him 1st Issue Special #4 will stay with me to the end of my days.
Mike's work was an absolute joy to behold. There he was, in the midst of the grim 'n gritties, doing what he does best: characters unafraid to curl their mouths into a smile. Whether it was Robin, The Flash, Rogue, Spider-Man, Tellos or his most lasting contribution to the comics medium, Bart Allen (Impulse), one could feel the absolute joy this man took in sharing his abilities.
I have had the pleasure of meeting him and thanking him for his contributions to the medium and each time, he would put his hand out and shake my own.
It was my absolute honor to have had the the opportunity to have met him and to simply be given the chance to have done so.
The medium and we all are just that much richer for having you, Mike.
May God bless and keep you.