My Father-His Birthday Remembered

Today is the anniversary of my father’s birth. Douglas Anderson Hladik.
He was a man of his time, with all that entails, but he never told me I couldn’t be what I wanted to be.
He was raised by three women: his mother, grandmother and aunt.  They all worked. Unusual household in the 1920s-30s.
I miss him.
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This is a photo of my parents-Douglas Anderson Hladik, and Ruth Johson Hladik from the 1940’s.
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This was my father’s favorite monoprint from my Natural History series.  He helped to sponsor a Polar Bear @ our local zoo in Brookfield, Illinois.
This is an aquatint etching.  I use two copper plates-aquatinted stripes, printed on top of each other onto wet Rives BFK.  This gives the range of color in the background.  After the first printing dries, I use a combination of print techniques-linocut-etching-Chine collé, monotyping, etc., to complete each unique print.

Another Opening, Another Show!

Show Postcard-Can you guess which image is mine?

Another Opening, Another Show!  ( from “Kiss me Kate-great dancing–with a young Bob Fosse ).  “Always great to be in an art show-group-solo-intimate-prestigious-what have you.  I always get a charge out of exhibiting.  I believe firmly that you never know what the benefits and impact of your work might be.  Sometimes the show does you good-sales! recognition! great snacks!  ( I’ll never forget one show I saw in Chicago-an amazing printmaker who designed the currency for the Czech Republic.  Oldrich Kulhanek. What we all remember was the food!  Incredible amounts and varieties of cured meats and pastry–made me proud to be 1/8th Bohemian!  This seems to be a continuing theme-cooked meats!…).

Sometimes, you may have inspired, amused, connected somehow with a person whom you’ll never meet or know. It’s not always about us.

I won’t be able to attend this opening-I’ve been having some ongoing health annoyances.  Apparently, my presence isn’t necessary. I don’t even wonder anymore. I always get where I am supposed to be.

I was tickled to discover that my image was part of the “postcard”.  I had this email from the gallery for days before I looked at it closely.  A cheerful surprise.

So, get out and do something fun this weekend!  See some art! See people!  Eat charred meats!