Will Eisner, who managed to be one of the most interesting artists working in comic books for two-thirds of a century, has died at the age of 87. I'm a little stunned–you don't think of somewhat that vibrant dying so unexpectedly, regardless of his age–or at least I don't. (At last year's San Diego Con, he was one of the most animated, intellectually-engaged guests I saw on any panel.) And I'm on a business trip. So for the time being I'll just point you to Mark Evanier's report and Mike Barrier's essay on Eisner's work.