Soon back in print from Last Gasp
When the Germans besieged Warsaw, a bomb shattered this building, the ceiling fell on the clay statue and I was trapped under the debris. Fortunately the girders held the weight diagonally and I was unharmed, though the dust of crushed bricks nearly suffocated me. I remained under the rubble for some forty hours, before investigating people freed me.
This rootword language is the pre and post-diluvial, grammarless language presently known as Polish. Centuries back it was known as Lach, ..earlier as Sarmatian, ..and still earlier as Celtic.
From Varnish Fine Art
The British Consulate had heard about my Vagabond Club where the most brilliant intellectuals of Chicago assembled and exchanged views. I was always contemptuous of nations that amassed vast Empires on which to parasite and, though the Hindu Culture interested me, I recoiled from its out-of-outer-world introspections and constant meditations. Consequently my reputation as a Wonder Youth with shocking views had preceded me to the British Consulate and it refused me the granting of a visa.
In many ways, Szukalski embodied modernism in Chicago, combining its admiration for polished technique and readable, figural imagery with a rebellion against authority and attacks on the sacred cows of art history and pedagogy.
WORKS OF SZUKALSKI (Covici - McGee, 1923) First American hardcover, probably not more than 1000 copies printed.