About the Artist

 

                                                                Rudy Urbanec

 

It began in 1972 — that year when God granted me time enough to pursue perspective in charcoal. I was young then.

 

Much of that early work — the soft lines and haunted outlines — was lost between the university and a showing in Chicago. Somewhere in that shuffle, I misplaced more than sketches and finished pieces. Starting over wasn’t just difficult — it was disorienting.

 

It took the better part of two decades to wrestle down time and some form of self-reflection.

 

But in recent years, I’ve returned. Not to reclaim what was lost, but to sit more quietly.  To shift what I see. And with patience I didn’t always have before, I’ve started to guide my hand toward something I can finally live with…

 

Something finished.

 

These are some of those pieces. Offered without polish — but with truth.

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