This is a comprehensive biographical dictionary of Polish artists from the fourteenth century to the present day. Nearly 1,300 men and women who have made lasting contributions in the fields of painting, illustration, sculpture, stage design, architecture, tapestry, etching, and other media are listed alphabetically. Included are those native to Poland, those of Polish descent, and those born elsewhere who produced their art in Poland. Each entry provides the artist's name, biographical information, medium employed, and overall contribution to Poland's artistic tradition. Photographs accompany many entries.
This biographical dictionary presents information on 400 artists whose influence and illustrative contributions to the fields of science fiction and fantasy literature helped define the 20th century as the "Science Fiction Century" and helped established science fiction and fantasy as unique and identifiable genres. In addition to providing basic, inclusive biographical data on venerable artists from Chris Achilleos to John Michael Zeleznik, each entry also includes a bibliographic listing of each artist's published work in the genre. Designed as a comprehensive, up-to-date reference guide for researchers, scholars, collectors, dealers, and enthusiasts, the book also includes an extensive and informative historical overview of modern science fiction art, written by the author and Robert Weinberg. Appendices list the recipients of all major awards specific to science fiction and fantasy art, including the Hugo Awards, the World Fantasy Awards, the Chesley Awards, the British Science Fiction Association Awards and the British Fantasy Awards.
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