Yeah this one hit me a little close to home. In another life I thought I might become an artist, and his work was particularly inspiring to me. It's very hard for an artist to be both commercially and expressively successful and somehow he managed to do it with ease.
All the stuff I used to paint (with the exception of landscapes which is the only "real" art I'm good at) was a bastardized combination of his techno organic stuff and mortal kombat-esque art style. It was never anything worth writing home about, but doing that kind of "out there" work always made me happy.