I am well-aware of his personal life. As a person, I would not have liked to have known him. He was out there, freaky, and mangled. He made a gigantic mess out of his life. However, I totally can separate the man from the art. In my line of work, I find this necessary. I can love someone's contribution to art and society and not condone their way of life. I was really turned off by a comment I received from a GA's wife while I was in London (BYU study abroad). She asked us what we had been doing while there, and I listed off all the ballet, theatre, and museums that I had seen. I went on and on about how beautiful and exciting it was to be so close to such great culture. All she could do was go on and on about how most artist's lives are "so evil". I couldn't understand why she couldn't see the beauty and had to make sure I knew she wasn't condoning their lifestyles. It is stuff like that that makes mormons look bad. Some of the greatest dance teachers that I have learned the most from are beautiful artists, people I love being around, but do have troubled personal lives.
So, Rest in Peace, Michael. You were a thrill.