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Deborah Aschheim

Elena Bajo


David Bowie

Monika Goetz

Elin Hansdottir

Marla Hlady

Emily Jacir

John Noestheden

Fahamu Pecou

Tomo Savic-Gecan

Katerina Seda

Emna Zghal

INSTALLATION








Fahamu Pecou (selected by Ingrid LaFleur), Some Day It Will All Make Cents
2005, Acrylic on canvas
48 x 36 inches

Bio/Statement
Fahamu Pecou was born in Brooklyn, NY and earned a BFA in Painting and Digital Media in 1997 from the Atlanta College of Art. In 2001, Pecou represented the Panamanian Artist Collective Taller Portobelo, at Santuario de Los Reyes, an exhibition in conjunction with the 16th Annual Iberoamericano Festival in Cadiz, Spain. In 2005, he participated in Arts Beats + Lyrics at the High Museum of Art. This summer Pecou exhibited his new series of painting for the first time in New York at the 2nd Annual Pool Art Fair. Pecou is currently preparing for his first major solo exhibition NeoPop in Atlanta GA.

FAHAMU PECOU IS THE SHIT

It began as a marketing campaign, responding to the marketing campaign that preceded the world’s introduction to the rapper 50 CENT. I thought it was a brilliant phenomenon that someone could be a star just because a poster said so. Prior to the marketing campaign, I had never heard of 50 CENT, nor I dare say, had most other people in the world. Regardless, when his album dropped, everyone’s ear was tuned in, and like it or not, you had developed an opinion one-way or the other. In like spirit and concept, I began a poster and sticker campaign that read, “FAHAMU PECOU IS THE SHIT” in big bold letters with a graphic illustration of me in my hardest hip-hop pose. The idea seemed to work; soon I was met on the street with comments like “Hey! You’re the shit…” or “Are you in any trouble, I saw a sign that said you are the shit”. I was warned by a few to be cautious of the language… “Do you really want to be known as the shit?” they would say, but I figured ‘Fahamu Pecou is Really Good’ wouldn’t have the same impact, so I stayed with my original idea. Soon I began receiving requests for posters, stickers and shirts from New York to Chicago to L.A. Friends of mine who wore the shirt would often regale me with their tales of trying to explain to strangers why Fahamu Pecou was the Shit and how he got to be so.

FAHAMU PECOU IS THE SHIT….
It began as a marketing campaign and became my mantra. To say it, was to make myself and others believe it.

PAID FOR BY THE COMMITTEE TO MAKE FAHAMU PECOU OFFICIALLY THE SHIT