Ah, that's too bad, sorry to hear that news. I called him the last time I was in NY and it went to voicemail.
Back in 2012, Bruce had posted about living in NYC and acquiring his holy grail pipe - a gold bulldog capped Dunhill. I was going into the city for the NYC pipe club and PM'd Bruce if he wanted to join me. He declined, said he wasn't much of a group/club guy but offered to meet me at a Chelsea bar near his apartment. I have picture of us somewhere. To say he was a character, or eccentric would have been an understatement....but he was pleasant enough and seemed harmless. Although when I showed my wife his picture, she wasn't happy I was hanging out with total strangers, who has some resemblance to the Uni-bomber. She doesn't know pipe smokers, we are harmless! Bruce told me about his career as a photographer, camera shop owner and painter (with a specialty in nudes). He invited me to his apartment that night, but I politely declined. I remember he gave me some vintage tobacco, which I shared at the club meeting later that night.
We shared a love of British motorcycles (I had two Triumph's at the time) and he had quite a few tales of owning a bike in NYC, which was his only mode of transportation in the 1960's as a young man.
When he moved to Woodstock, he was a lot happier. I stopped and saw him several times over the last few years. He showed me his pipe and tobacco collection (about 500 tins of Bombay!) He said in Woodstock, he fit in, and no one made fun of his appearance as apparently happened in NYC. (Woodstock is exactly as you might imagine!) I met his wife and several of his "models", who would come up from the city to pose for him. His paintings were all over the house, some quite large and very risque.
Bruce was definitely one of a kind, and as they say, "they don't make them like that anymore". I was glad to have known him, a raised pipe.