Growing up I was a fan of Moebius’ graphic novels.
But I grew up the day I asked him if he wanted to do a story with me.
Sometimes you put people on a pedestal, and they don’t know it. They really think they’re on the same exact sidewalk as you, when you approach them, on the street.
So he liked my story of a woman who goes to discover the End Of the World, and sees it’s flat. For a second. Before the little girl, guardian of that secret, pushes her into the void. Towards the Sun. I shot the woman. He drew the girl. He drew the End Of The World. Here are a few images from that story.