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A miserable start to the new year

Kelly Freas died at 4 AM Sunday morning, according to an e-mail I got from his agent by virtue of having bought one of his prints on eBay last year. You can see examples of some of his work on his website. Non-SF fans probably know him best, if they know him at all, as the artist responsible for the cover art on Queen's News of the World album.

I don't care for Byron's poetry much, but nothing suits Kelly half so well as this:

So, we'll go no more a-roving
So late into the night,
Though the heart be still as loving,
And the moon be still as bright.

For the sword outwears its sheath,
And the soul wears out the breast,
And the heart must pause to breathe,
And love itself have rest.

Though the night was made for loving,
And the day returns too soon,
Yet we'll go no more a-roving
By the light of the moon.


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Jan. 3rd, 2005 06:33 am (UTC)

*sheds a tear*
Jan. 3rd, 2005 01:07 pm (UTC)
You spent some time with him too, I see. Damn...some people you expect to be around forever, realities of time and biology top the contrary.
Jan. 3rd, 2005 05:28 pm (UTC)
The last time I saw him, he was doing portraits at LosCon for $80 a pop for anyone who wanted one. I desperately wanted to spring for one, but I didn't have any spare money for that trip. I swore to myself that I'd save up the cash and get one the following year, but I haven't gotten back to LosCon since then.


Same thing happened with Julie Schwartz. He was on a panel at San Diego ComicCon with Ray Bradbury, opposite a demonstration by the Weta guys. It was a hard choice, but I chose to watch the costuming and weaponmaking demo. Julie passed away a couple months later, and now I kick myself every time I think about it.
Jan. 3rd, 2005 06:01 pm (UTC)
Kelly was supposed to be G0H at DemiCon last year, but one day his name was gone from their website, replaced by some other artist whose name I can't even remember. I figured he must have been too sick to make it and never followed up.

I don't recall the last time I saw him - it must have been at one of the Disclaves before I joined the Army and lost touch with Washington-area fandom. I do remember the first time: Discon II in 1974. He was sitting in the Grand Hallway at the Sheraton Park with Bob Asprin/Yang the Nauseating, half a dozen other fans and (ISTR) Gordy Dickson, singing the old filksongs and some of the new ones. Around dawn they wound up with "Impossible Dream". It was one of the best nights of my life.

Kelly was living proof that you didn't have to be insane or an asshole to be a great artist.
Jan. 3rd, 2005 09:52 pm (UTC)
Kelly was living proof that you didn't have to be insane or an asshole to be a great artist.

I'll drink to that.
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