Something new in black and white has been added in these weird, rambling, cartoonish fantasies with smiling octupi, stippled daisies, eruptive monsters, sensuous one-eyed mythological creatures, and sundry other unidentifiable sentient “things.” Gaudnek’s heavy-handed dreams-come-to-life feature phallic fairies and hoary Calibans all of whom think they are sun-Gods, and indeed, convince us of their reality. They are not gentle or subtle in the least, these intruders, and might easily be taken for the sex-fantasies of an alcoholic lumberjack in the backwoods, and it is a comment on our society that, as such, they are a breath of fresh air.
––Arthur Secunda
September 1962
VOL. 1, NO. 4
