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June 12, 2006McCoo!!!
I guess i would say, i have known Freddy for a long time,
but one of the amazing things about Freddy is his capiblity to comand me outta a funk, when i get down about women, he has seen me threw alot of zones(girlfriends), and,
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Freddy-- we will miss you!!! Freddie as I see it is more than just the greatest artist alive, his neatness is his causeway to life, born out of necessity and raised by life events. The projects in St Louis nurtured his hunger and the world provided the desert. So, I raise my glass and say, "Here's a toast to the fool that let him go." I Love the greatest artist in the world, his work has been my inspiration for 42 years, his blood is my lifeline. My Brother STL 11. Posted by: Dre at June 22, 2006 10:34 AMMr. Freddrick McCoo........ A true and commited artist. What does it mean to express that which is inside in a voice that is unmistakable? What does it mean to stay committed? what does it mean to look into the void, over and over, and come back with something. To face the challenge of laying hand to brush and brush to paint and paint to canvass. His commitment is something that I have rarely witnessed in any disipline. I at times fancy myself an artist, but each time I get carried away with this idea, I can check myself against the example he is setting. One cool thing I learned from Fred. Every New years. When one year ends and the new one begins, when many are thinking over their past and considering the future, you can find him in front of the easel. Locking each year down with the recorded thought and considered movement that results in something so personal. Good luck Fred. Colin. Posted by: Colin Flynn at June 23, 2006 4:37 PMYo Freddie, It's about time! I definitely hope to have had some influence in your exodus. There's too much world for the likes of us and to linger in any place for too long is the equivalent of artistic suicide. Let Dallas be only the first stop on a much greater creative adventure, see, feel, taste and explore everything and everyplace that you are blessed to encounter… My mind races with the creative visual possibilities that may come from this. All the best, P.S. Whenever you chose to make the trek out to California you’ll have a place. . Posted by: Mark at June 23, 2006 5:39 PMAs the eldest of the children fathered by Fred McCoo, I am elated to know that the city my father swore would quell his artistic endeavors has acknowledged him as the real thing. Moving within walking distance of the "chicken shack" as my sub-culture liked to call it, was like following the yellow brick road to a place where creativity and cohesive thought ran as free as the chickens themselves. Visits from George were always welcomed because I knew we were going to endulge in the good left-overs and I got to "ear hustle" bits and pieces of Vincent and Theo type conversations. As a youth, George's interpretation of yard bird was always comical, but in my maturity both as an adult and as an art collector I developed a taste for his brush strokes. I believe I can speak for my father and I when I say San Marcos and all of its' leading characters will be missed. P.S. Shout out to the Matlocks who I also miss and Uncle Dre. We are going to go far old man... Posted by: Genesis at June 26, 2006 11:37 PM |