I'm not one for art. In fact, just about all modern art, and the vapid cunts who call themselves "artists", tends to make me break out in uncontrollable vomit.
But Giger was something else. I've been in love with his art ever since I was a kid and I saw Alien for the first time. I have four books of Giger's artwork. My friends, such as they are, quite often flick through them when they're in my living room. I would pretty much wax lyrical about his works, and the man himself, whenever anyone would express an interest in the books; from explaining how he became a Korn fan after constructing Jon Davis' mic-stand, to politely correcting them when they mispronounce his name ("gee-gur", not "guy-gur"), to the posters I have on my bedroom wall, to the tattoo I'm in the process of completing on my upper bicep, it's pretty obvious I'm a fan. My twitter account has gone through several avatar changes, the majority of which were of his artwork. He created artwork for bands such as Celtic Frost, for Magma, for Carcass, (notoriously) for the Dead Kennedy's, for Carcass, for Danzig. He contributed much of his work and time to developing the Xenomorph for all four Alien movies, as well as Prometheus, and had worked on Poltergeist 2, Killer Condom (watch it, honestly), Future-Kill, ad Tokyo - The Last Megalopolis.
He died on the 12th of May, 2014. I feel like I've been punched in the gut; the first time I've felt like this when someone "famous" has died. The world has lost it's greatest artist. No-one compares, and no-one will. It's as simple as that.
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