I remember looking at a digest handout years and years ago from Dark Horse Comics distributed at the San Diego Comic Con and always finding myself studying a particular page every time I opened it up... I can't explain why his illustration of a man in his garage tinkering with some outlandish machinery captivated me to such a degree - but it stuck with me. The artist's name was Clement Sauve.
Years later, Mark Irwin forwarded me an email from Clement. By now, I had seen more of his work and every artist "in the know" was aware of him. The email was just a very kind note from a man I hadn't met but whom I admired greatly. In my world it became something of a benchmark. I thought to myself, here's an artist that's leaps and bounds ahead of me and he took time in his day to let me know he's fond of my efforts. To me, that was a trophy. A badge of honor. I probably mentioned it to every artist I knew for days on end.
As time went on I discovered more and more of his work and was always stopped in my tracks by not only his awe inspiring creativity but the seemingly effortless execution of his illustrations. He's one of those artists that draws things that look absolutely plausible and unreal at the same time. He managed to create an aesthetic for a world that you wished/hope would one day take form. I can't explain just how talented the guy is. I suggest you see for yourself.
I was fortunate enough to meet him once. So I can say I shook hands with the man and shared a paltry few emails over the years. I guess that will have to be enough. We have been robbed of more. I honestly can't imagine what he would of produced in the years to come. He was only 33... The man hadn't even hit his stride yet but he could already run with the best of them... His talent and generosity is something I'll always cherish.
To Clement Sauve. Your talent lives and inspires. Always.