Art of Stanislaw Szukalski

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Stanislaw Szukalski (1893 〜 1987) is a sculptor and drawer. Superbly idiosyncratic.

Galileo Galilei
Szukalski's portrait of Galileo Galilei. Look at the mathematics on the wall, and the prominent cross on his head. Such inquisitive eyes, such brave body, are no match for Christianity and their Inquisition.

Inner Portraits amazon (1980) is a selection of his portraits. (only portraits) They are superb and extremely beautiful. One of a kind. This is what we call ART. Art by definition is idiosyncratic. Otherwise they are garbage. The word “art” itself used by the vulgar is despicable. Every f���ing thing is f���ing art.

All quotes in this page are excerpted from his Inner Portraits collection.

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Cover of Behold!!! The Protong amazon . 1113×1222
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Bertrand Russell (1974)

This unflattering portrait of Bertrand Russell. Bertrand is a logician and philosopher and political activist, very well-known in his time. The artist apparently doesn't like Russell. He has the following to say in his Inner Portraits:

Here is the best illustration of how an inferiority complex marks a face. Homeliness and rejection by beautiful girls has made him a victim of hurt ego in his formative years. I refer to these types as the backstairs brooders or future revolutionaries (pronounced haters of Mankind).

This is the tied-into-knots visage of a non-personality; a typical English sitter on chairs in a side-saddle manner, unsure of anything, least of himself.

Being trembling uncertain of everything around him and unable to come to any conclusion as to what Does and Does Not matter, he turned to mathematics in order to prove to those who could not tell automatically, what was Right. He is a specimen of the Anglosex INDEFINITENESS. As a mathematical philosopher, not a WISE human he was able to solve the profound question of What is it that makes 2 + 2=4?

Non-historic nations (the English and Anglomericans) never seem to need Patriotism. Grown to national maturity while being protected from calamities by surrounding seas or oceans, they have had no invasions or conquests, never faced total extermination by the predatory nations. When suddenly (and it always is sudden, for non-historic nations never ACT first before the foes of Mankind, but only REACT in self-defense) they have to meet the mortal dilemma, they do not react automatically with wise instinct, but turn to crank their electronic computers and push dozens of buttons so to ask For God's sake, what do we do? The answer is precisely what has been fed into the buzzing machine; a trite response that diminishes their state of being and the possibility for SURVIVAL. They are then led into the future as a cowardly mass of befuddled nincompoops.

Here you see the type of intellectual leader that the Anglo race has produced within the last few generations. A sniveling weakling, totally devoid of the instinct for Survival. Supreme nobility evolves in each normal Human by means of attraction of the opposite sex, hence it is sexual capacity that makes nations Honorable, Ethical and Moral, while the lack of normal sexual urges makes such queer-ducks as this specimen . The homosexual can not be patriotic, because that instinct is the sublimated feeling of the father for the security of his beloved family. I would NEVER give any political, pedagogic or military trust in the hands of a sterile creature who has lost the INSTINCTS of a social being. I would never place a person burdened with the malady of Anglosex, in a position of responsibility or trust.

Russell strived to bait Providence by going to Russia and offering his services. He baited the English nation by urging to give up common sense and emulate Russian ways. Eventually he was such a good Providence baiter that he became universally regarded as the Master Baiter of the British Empire.

See also Bertrand Russell's Nobel Lecture, 1950: What Desires Are Politically Important? (by Bertrand Russell)

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Lotus. (1940).

Returning to California escaping the siege of Warsaw, I found an apartment in Westwood, California, with by beloved second wife Joan. One of our immediate neighbors was this classic looking Japanese girl, named Lotus. She generously sat for me to draw her in carbon pencil. This drawing is much over life-size. It still intrigues me that I rarely see beautiful Chinese ladies, yet I very often meet with the beauty of Japanese ladies. I have found no answer for this, though I am inclined to think that the Chinese race evolved in greater hardships and heartbreaks than the Japanese. I am positive that heartbreaks destroy our good looks.

Quite a queer quip.

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One of many sculptures of Stanislaw.
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