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doublebifrost:

tompeyer:

ibrill:

Some great Batman covers by Sheldon Moldoff. RIP

 Heh, I remember seeing these back when I went on Superdickery a lot in high school.  Good times!  RIP

Dude drew some of the most insane nonsense of the entire Silver Age and that is saying quite a very lot. 

(via halluzinationguillotine-deactiv)

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gailsimone:

ealperin:

blackfolksmakingcomics:

Happy 50th birthday, Mr. McDuffie.
You left us way too soon. We know you had many stories left to tell, many worlds to create or reimagine. And while you’re gone, your real peers will pick up where you left off.
(I say real peers, not those that gave you an ounce of respect only because, as one man wisely suggested, you’re no longer a threat)
Your fans, the ones whose lives you have touched over the years and still inspire to this day, are doing their damnedest to keep your legacy alive, sir.  Yeah, the industry isn’t a better place in your absence, but fans and creators alike are still fighting the good fight.
Even when they tell us we don’t exist, when they tell us we don’t matter, when they tell is to just shut the hell up, we’re here. We’re still around. We’re still making our voices heard. We’re shouting to the top of our lungs.
In you, we lost our loudest voice, our brightest mind, our most vivid creator of worlds, and that loss is still hard to deal with even a year after your passing. In you, we creators have someone to inspire us to be griots for the 21st century, continuing the legacy you’re now delicately tied to.
We miss you, Maestro, and we thank you.

Just… :’(
Dammit, dammit, dammit, dammit, dammit, dammit, DAMMIT.

gailsimone:

ealperin:

blackfolksmakingcomics:

Happy 50th birthday, Mr. McDuffie.

You left us way too soon. We know you had many stories left to tell, many worlds to create or reimagine. And while you’re gone, your real peers will pick up where you left off.

(I say real peers, not those that gave you an ounce of respect only because, as one man wisely suggested, you’re no longer a threat)

Your fans, the ones whose lives you have touched over the years and still inspire to this day, are doing their damnedest to keep your legacy alive, sir.  Yeah, the industry isn’t a better place in your absence, but fans and creators alike are still fighting the good fight.

Even when they tell us we don’t exist, when they tell us we don’t matter, when they tell is to just shut the hell up, we’re here. We’re still around. We’re still making our voices heard. We’re shouting to the top of our lungs.

In you, we lost our loudest voice, our brightest mind, our most vivid creator of worlds, and that loss is still hard to deal with even a year after your passing. In you, we creators have someone to inspire us to be griots for the 21st century, continuing the legacy you’re now delicately tied to.

We miss you, Maestro, and we thank you.

Just… :’(

Dammit, dammit, dammit, dammit, dammit, dammit, DAMMIT.

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——comix:

RIP John Severin
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deantrippe:

RIP Jerry Robinson (1922-2011)
Thanks for the laughs (and the nightmares).

:(

deantrippe:

RIP Jerry Robinson (1922-2011)

Thanks for the laughs (and the nightmares).

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iandsharman:

Anne McCaffrey, 1926-2011
May she forever fly with the dragons.

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iandsharman:

Anne McCaffrey, 1926-2011

May she forever fly with the dragons.

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Gary Moore played guitar on one of my favorite albums of all time, “Black Rose: A Rock Legend” by Thin Lizzy. He was found dead in Spain earlier this morning. In honor of his passing, here is the title track of that album, a song that I believe has one of the greatest guitar solos of all time-not in terms of technical ability, although there is plenty of that. I mean in terms of squeezing every last drop of emotion out of the instrument, until the chords end up sweeping you away.

R.I.P., Gary. You were an inspiration.