Life size bust in terracotta of our secretary, Artemis.
It was gold painted and patina. She was sitting of me in my office during our lunch time. I think it took three weeks or eight hours. She was and is a beautiful Lady. Thank you Artemis.
Life size bust in terracotta of our secretary, Artemis. SOLD
It was gold painted and patina. She was sitting of me in my office during our lunch time. I think it took three weeks or eight hours. She was and is a beautiful Lady. Thank you Artemis.
Life size bust in terracotta of our secretary, Artemis.
It was gold painted and patina. She was sitting of me in my office during our lunch time. I think it took three weeks or eight hours. She was and is a beautiful Lady. Thank you Artemis.
17″H x 10″W x 10″D – Bronze – 1980 I loved to listen to ‘Bela bacsi’ he could talk about the past as it was the present. Being a Jew in Europe during the WWII he went through a lot.
I wonder where this sculpture at this time? I did not get the best photo of it as it was taken immediately I finished it.
(18″H | Terracotta | 1990) Gena Tenenbaum is a very beautiful lady, not only in her appearance, but in her personality. Her sculptures express her strength and warmth. I loved to be in her company.
18″H – Terracotta – 1990 Gena Tenenbaum is a very beautiful lady, not only in her appearance, but in her personality. Her sculptures express her strength and warmth. I loved to be in her company.
14″ – Bronze – 1980
George had his 70th birthday when I approached him with the idea of making his bust. It was a memorable time listening to his
anecdotes,and being surrounded by all those great books of Aristotle, Plato, Socrates, Kant, and Nietzsche. It took four sittings
of four hours each to complete the bust. When I finished I’ve asked George if he wanted to sign his bust on the front. Without hesitation he has ‘authenticated’ his statue.
On the back I got my signature and date.
14″ – Bronze – 1980
George had his 70th birthday when I approached him with the idea of making his bust. It was a memorable time listening to his
anecdotes,and being surrounded by all those great books of Aristotle, Plato, Socrates, Kant, and Nietzsche. It took four sittings
of four hours each to complete the bust. When I finished I’ve asked George if he wanted to sign his bust on the front. Without hesitation he has ‘authenticated’ his statue.
On the back I got my signature and date.
18″H x 7″W x 8″D – Raku fired ceramic – 1985
You might think it’s too gruesome but I wanted to show what a nuclear blast did and would do. It could be placed such that from one point of view only the beauty of a young girl would be seen. But as one would move around the shocking truth would be delivered.
4″ dia. – gold plated ceramic – 2019
22″ – Terracotta – 1985
Karl Langenfeld was my dear friend. He was a good 15 – 20 older than I, but as he was always young at heart, we were close. We have exchanged art as we mutually admire each others art. This is the bust I made of him.
I have his painting hanging on my wall just across me called ‘The Flying Dutchman’.
A few years ago he had passed away, I miss him!
12″ x 12″ with a 5″ dia. rakufired ceramic medal
5″ dia – rakufired ceramic – 2019
12″ x 12″ with a 5″ medal – 2019
5″ dia. – rakufired ceramic – 2019
Life size ceramic sculpture on wood base – 1976 Peter was an avid bicycle rider and I asked if I could make his bust as he was on the bike. He had agreed and he was posing sitting on his bike for a few times. This sculpture was I think the first or second portraits and ‘Young David’ my university friend Andrew Szanto was the other one. Both of these sculptures are with them. I made this sculpture on a wire supported pole. It was solid clay and after finishing the sculpture I cut the top of it and hallowed the interior, to make certain that it would not blow apart in the kiln. It is glazed and fired in an oxidation kiln.
14″ – Terracotta – 1995
Ron Clark was my close friend. We worked together at the University of Toronto and somehow we got to know each other through art. Ron was a good painter and he liked my sculptures. When he became the president of the Ontario Society of Artists, he made me to join the OCA which I was a member until his death. He wanted me to do more art and he was wandering how I could make new works when I had a family to look after. He was telling that I should give up being an engineer and make only sculptures.
So when he died he put me into his will.
Nobody give me anything free, but Ron. It was an unexpected gift that deeply touched me. His painting hangs right here in my studio.
I loved him as a friend very much.
14″ – Terracotta – 1979
Pali Rigor was a dear friend of us. He owned the ‘The Cake Master’ pastry shop on Cumberland Ave.
He was an amateur painter and so we spent a lot of time together. He was a kind of father figure to me. He could tell stories like no one else.
He is being a Jew, hided through the WWII in Budapest with the help of some christian friends.
As he spoke perfect German and having blue eyes and blond hair he blended into the rest of the population. He had a few passports, he made for himself and may be there where his artistic talent first surfaced.
He was telling a story that stayed with me.
It was at the very end of the war, March of 1945, then Hungary was taken over by a German supported fascist government, he was stopped by a “csendor” policeman to check his papers.
The policeman was looking his passport and was asking very pointed questions and looking at the stamps in the passport which were made by the use of a potato, a bit smooched but it looked OK. Pali know that he was in trouble. It took place at one of the major boulevard in Pest. People were everywhere, the street was full.
As the policeman was getting suspicious lifting the passport up into the air looking for some water-marks, at that moment some slight disturbance happened at the streetcar stop. As the police turned his head to look over to the sudden commotion, Pali just turned to the opposite direction and moved away right into the moving pedestrians. He was lucky. But, he always knew what to do.
I loved the ‘old’ man, one of his painting hangs on our wall.
24″ – Terracotta – 1980
Richard Bakonyi was a dear friend of mine. He was always ready to help. For one reason or another with time we grow apart. We had marathon discussion on politics and religion. May be that was the reason that we do not see each other anymore. I think both of us lost something valuable.
18″H x 9″W x 9″D – Smoke fired ceramic – 1985 SOLD
This sculpture was part of a five piece series re Hiroshima. It was the final sculpture of the series and I wanted to show what will happen if we continue use nuclear weapons. It is very upsetting that right now (2011) in Japan at a major nuclear power plant accident poisoning not only Japan but the whole northern hemisphere. I am talking about Fukushima. There are already deformed plants found in California and the midwest here in north America. And the problem is not solved. Since then radioactive isotopes are pouring into the Pacific ocean.
The main broadcasters TV, radio, papers do not want to talk about this. So in a few years we will get some of these cretins interestingly not from atom bombs but from the ‘peace full’ nuclear power plants.
I made this portrait during the height of the Cold War rhetoric. I was afraid that the two “super powers” would call it off for all of us and as a result, humans may have survived here and there, but the human species would have been fatally damaged. This concern was the main reason that we, my wife and I, did not want to have children for a long time.
13″ – Terracotta – 1976
My dear friend, we went to University together at Budapest, Andrew (Szanto) Stanton.
We were young and good looking… I got old… but he ever stayed young.
